Eagle eyed aficionados will recognize it as the outside of the library in Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade.
Painted on location downtown. This place was moved to put up a high rise, and I was glad it got preserved. I forgot my paintbrushes and painted this with a q tip and the back of a pencil eraser.
Just before dawn on the Grand Canal in Venice.
Venice in December is a magical place of mists and Christmas lights, fluffy panettone and mulled red wine. But the dawn comes late and the days are short. Between my desire to go see all the churches and palaces and paintings in museums and my jet lag, I went out painting most mornings at 6 AM.
In a piano nobile apartment to the left flickering blue light told me someone was up early, watching morning TV. Just before dawn, yellow lights began to flick on in apartments around the square, and the Frari church doors opened around 7. An antique priest shuffled out and stood there, watching.
This painting has been in the ocean.
Protecting the Conscious Capitalists from people living on the streets, one spiky plant at a time.