I painted this image of Gerona on the side of a book shelf. This is the truest image of what I feel about Gerona. The narrow twisting medieval streets going up up up. Or, in our case, down down down to the river. Then back up to the hotel. The figure under the arch at the center is Wil, my muse.
After he got sick and we had to move I had to saw the side of the book shelf off to save the painting. I really had no place for the shelf in my new tiny apartement.
2 comments:
What a lovely picture. A person could get caught up in it and not realize how high is up in Gerona...
carmen said... i would love to visit a town like that and if there is one on the camino, i hope it's downhill.
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