My friend Nicki had posted a gorgeous shot of wisteria hanging overhead on a trellis. I asked if she had a wider shot. She sent me a video, that showed how the photo was taken from a parking lot. (Or car park.) So no wide shot but a gorgeous view of the Hotel Giordano in Ravello. Ravello is also on the Amalfi peninsula but is up on the hilltops. I wanted to paint this shot, and love the mingling of purples and white wisteria is woven over this area. The wisteria trunk is huge and looks to be hundreds of years old. I sometimes think that all living in Italy have a gift of making things grow! (I saw I can paint it, but am horrible at keeping plants, especially flowers alive!)
I actually love that this is in a place where no one would be expecting or looking for beauty. It’s just a parking lot. It’s where you park and leave to get to your real destination. Yet it is glorious. A wonderful reminder to keep your eyes open even during the boring, familiar routines of your day-to-day. You never know where you’ll encounter beauty that takes your breath away! It might be at that spot that hundreds of others have shared on Instagram, but if we seek to look with new eyes we might just find it while exiting our car or scooter in the parking lot!
A fellow artist friend who does art festivals suggested I have one giant painting that would really draw people into my booth for an upcoming show. I had the time and thought about what I might paint. I recently completed several cafe scenes that I will feature at the festival, so it made sense that it would be the subject matter of this new painting. I was trying to find a local spot to feature when I had an idea.
I’ve been on Instagram for a few months, sharing my artwork, following others. One of my favorite person to follow has been a lovely British lady who lives on the Amalfi coast of Italy and shares her day to day life. She has lived there for nearly twenty years, speaks the language, and has made a career that works for her there. As I have been seeking to find the beauty right where I live, she does the same. (Only she is in Italy and I’m in Florida.) I love seeing what she posts, pictures of her life and appreciate her realness. The setting is beautiful, but life in Italy has its challenges too. Loving many of her photos I asked if I could use them to paint from and she agreed. I had seen the photo that inspired this painting a few months ago and loved it. Cafe scene, dappled lighting, vibrant colors, bougainvillea, even some umbrellas if you look close. It seemed the perfect scene to paint. This is a beachside restaurant/cafe called Pupetto’s in Positano, Italy, a small town on the Amalfi Coast.
It’s a reminder to savor the moments in life, carve into your schedule times to rest, to recharge, invest in what is good for your heart.
Going to Italy has been on my bucket list for years. Being able to see Michelangelo’s Sistine chapel, and sculptures, take a gondola ride around the waterways of Venice, take in the scenery along one of the mountainous coasts. My lists of places in this country I’d like to visit continues to grow. Right now it’s out of reach. So I try to look for beauty where I am and wait to see what the future holds.
Being a professional artist means I’m constantly painting and continually looking for inspiration. I have no shortage of landscapes I’d like to capture on canvas, but needing to sell my work influences what I paint and when. I love the Southwest, but live in the Southeast, so until build up my following or have some galleries representing me in the area, I mostly stick to scenes appealing to a local audience. I got some great photos of winter and snow, but I’m unsure if I have an audience for such scenes.
An opportunity came up with a tight deadline, and some size restrictions. Several paintings that would’ve worked were on display and unavailable. Wanting to submit a few cityscapes I went downtown for inspiration. I walked around taking photos. Many people have complimented one of my first cityscapes I did called “East Central Blvd” featuring an old oak tree and wonderful dappled shadows on the sidewalk. I returned to the area to see if I might capture a different perspective.
This painting is the result. I think it shows my growth. Getting more comfortable with my medium, developing my style, more confident in my choices. Growth can be hard to see from one day to the next, except maybe in toddlers who add new words to their vocabulary and new skills almost daily. But when you look back to where you were a year ago or five years the changes are more obvious. It’s an art to find the balance between reflections, dreaming, and living in the present. It’s encouraging to see progress made, and there will always be that next goal. Meanwhile, I am trying to enjoy where I am now.
The title refers to the tree which most likely is the oldest thing on the block, growing, enduring as new buildings have sprung up nearby.