I visited Stratford-upon-Avon a few years ago to see The Merchant of Venice at the Royal Shakespeare Theatre. We went to the tomb of Shakespeare at the Holy Trinity Church in the town, the church where he was baptised as well. The tomb is inside the church and on the grave there is this inscription:
Good frend, for Iesvs sake, forbeare to digg the dvst encloased heare. Blese be ye man, ye spares thes stones, and cvrsed be he ye moves my bones.
I guess I was expecting something a little more meaningful or transcendent than a grave-robber’s curse. Very interesting indeed…
This oil on linen painting is based on a photo that I took of the path leading to the entrance of the church.
For four summers, my husband studied at Oxford University for a master’s and I went each time for a short visit. Here is a place I loved to visit: the common pasture beyond the city called Port Meadow, where anyone with livestock could let their animals graze. The Thames river ran by it (it is in the background behind the line of trees) and there were always cows and horses peacefully moving through the landscape, with the sounds of birds and the river around them. Continue reading “Grazing horses in Port Meadow, Oxford, England (oil on panel)”→
This was the first oil landscape I ever attempted. It was painted en plein air at Planting Fields Arboretum in Oyster Bay, NY. Under the tutelage of David Peikon, I was able to step out bravely into the world of landscape painting which had hitherto been very intimidating. David Peikon is not only a wonderful teacher but is first and foremost an accomplished painter. Visit his website at artistdavidpeikon.com.