Further experimentation with shadows, colours and a new shape of canvas. My love affair with Patina starred on a hot summer afternoon in Cluny in the south of France. This was my first real taste of heat and changing light. The plaster peeled almost imperceptibly as I stood gazing at the ancient walls around the cathedral.
Time has moved on from then but the fascination has stayed. This is a further response to my current project at Villa Pisani. The plaster sheds it’s layers. The frescos leave the slightest foot print and lizards chase across the stone floors. Their tiny claws get caught in the puffball seeds that bring the outside indoors; the heat stays until the rain.