We were going to see the lavender. When I think of Provence, in southern France, I think of large waving fields of lavender, ablaze in purple glory. I imagine myself sauntering through the fields, running my hands lightly over the violet blossoms, blissfully soaking in the Provencal sunshine and the intoxicating aroma. I would be […]
View post →The drawing above of a field was made in Arles, France. Where Van Gogh lived and worked. I can see why he drew so many of these fields…marks and marks and marks, as far as the eye can see. And so beautiful. What a pleasure to see what he saw. – posted by Veronica
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