This course, for some reason, was filled with our antipodean friends. We had John and Micheal from Australia and mother and daughter Deborah and Jenny from New Zealand, all avoiding the southern hemisphere winter. As the temperature hit 40 I guess that was mission accomplished. Fortunately the old farmers knew how to build and no one had an uncomfortable night.
What a great way to earn a living, wandering around little Italian towns, sketching here and there – perhaps a painting or two, the occaisional cappuchino. What could be better? – well, in this heat, a visit to the lake just about pipped it – all in the name of guerilla life drawing, of course.
We had several requests, this week for 1 – a panorama and 2 – some perspective. Funnily enough I know just the places. The rocca Borgia in Camerino overlooks a vast plain of houses, hills and olive groves whilst the Ducal Palace at the other end of town offers vaulted cloisters and a miracle of jumbled perspectives.
I think you will agree all challenges were met.
As well as three trips to Camerino and one to the lake we also dropped in on the crypt of Saint Nicolas in Tolentino with it’s beautiful frescos and, fortunately, a gelateria just outside.
