Wednesday, March 30, 2016

Sold one of the Street Party paintings yesterday ...

... from the Draíocht Gallery in Adare, needless to say I'm delighted. I just happened to be there when the buyers were looking around.

Yesterday, as it happens was an interesting day. I met some Dutch speakers quite by coincidence at Hinchey's of Garyspillane (car maintenance) - the hilarious thing? They've lived in Ireland for years, and the young man spoke Dutch incredibly fast with a strong East Limerick accent, they were reared here, but speak Dutch at home, which is quite near where I met them. Mental.

Then I made a snap decision to go straight to Adare to the gallery to see how things were going there, and while I was there, Agnes - the inimitable Agnes, whose chronological age shall forever remain a mystery because she is always so timelessly stylish, has that fabulous smile and the dirtiest sense of humour I have ever come across - insisted on introducing me to them, and we ended up chatting about art generally and some of the other works there in Draíocht (lots of artists whose work I admire a lot are exhibited there) and the woman decided to buy this particular painting.



And to finish the three fun coincidences of yesterday, we had a guest over for a few hours in the evening, and our little orange and white tomcat Charlie, who is normally wary of strangers, took one look at our guest and decided he loved her, giving her little rubs on the leg, then plonking down beside her and adoring purry blinky looks the way cats do when they love deeply. She must have made a very strong impression, so far we have been presented with two half-dead birds and a very dead shrew this morning. He hasn't given up on us, he's still trying to teach us how to hunt. Bless.

Now to see what today will bring ... at least it's glorious sunshine.

Addition a week later: Adare Draíocht have launched a new newsletter, follow the link! 

Thursday, March 3, 2016

Family group, Palermo



I loved how people would go walking in the summer evenings as it got cooler, and the seafront park in Palermo was wonderful for people watching, and candid sketching. Lots of people saw me, even came over to take a look, and weren't in the least bit bothered by it.

I really liked Palermo. A city with so much energy, so many beautiful buildings, so much variety. And how welcoming were the people - we were making our way back to our accommodation from the seafront park, and came across a streetside block party barbecue kind of a set up, they were cooking seafood outside and people were just sitting out and enjoying it, with their kids. So I had fresh octopus, which I don't think I will ever have in Ireland simply because it can't possibly match what I had in Palermo, and some fresh mussels, so fresh in fact that they melted like butter in the mouth, gorgeous. Then when we were just passing a deli, which outside had a bit pot of sea snails roasting and smelling deliciously fishy and garlicky, I made a comment that I hadn't tried those yet - and this man getting his groceries bought a portion of them and simply handed it to me!

Palermo, an amazing city. Go there.