The book, the feasts and I’m off to paint.

Today is a public holiday here, we have feasts celebrating St. Peter and St. Paul but also rural life.  I love it when a public holiday falls on Wednesdays, it gives you that perfect break during the draining week. Speaking of feasts, I am currently reading a book, I mean most probably THE book of the year for me, considering what it’s giving me. The Alexandria Quartet by Durrell. It is a feast. Like this picture. It uncovers once unknown places. It wakes once dormant truths. It takes you to dark places but also enlightens you. Shadows. Texture. Beauty. Air and food for the brain. Fireworks. Chopin and Rachmaninoff and Mozart. Inspiration…. Now, where’s the paintbrush.