Better than Art

​Artnotes:  Better than Art Stop at the Beach    Blair Pessemier   Acrylic/canvas 14 x 18″    150.00 We are readying ourselves for our show in Brimfield.  Some of the great old  paintings and bargains punctuate this posting of Artnotes.   I am under great pressure to sell as my life in Winsted, Connecticut changes. ​Boys with Inner Tubes  Laurie Fox Pessemier  Acrylic/canvas  12 x 12   100.00 On the … Continue reading Better than Art

Especially in Summer

We painted outdoors this week, with two wonderful painters in Cetona, Tuscany.  They were repeat students, who we’ve known for ever so long.   One we met shortly after her birth 17 years ago; the other is her sister of 14 years (we celebrated her birthday on Tuesday!).   We used to paint in the Luxembourg Gardens in Paris together. We stayed in a rental apartment in Cetona, with incredible … Continue reading Especially in Summer

Artnotes: Water

 Artnotes:  Water Goose Yellow  Laurie Fox Pessemier Acrylic/newspaper  17 x 24″   41 x 63cm  90.00 ​Blair and I celebrated 38 years of marriage this week.  Harika celebrated her 11th birthday:  steaks on the barbecue (for H) and lunch and a visit to Sestola (for us, H, and our guest). ​   Goose Green  Laurie Fox Pessemier Acrylic/newspaper  17 x 24″   41 x 63cm  90.00 We’d originally hoped to go … Continue reading Artnotes: Water

Artnotes: Something to Talk About

 Laurie Fox Pessemier Acrylic/newspaper  17 x 24″   41 x 63cm   Because I used to speak to my father every day, I made a point of finding and remember little odd bits of experience I would have, to add to conversation.   Some of that would end up here in Artnotes, but some was too trivial, or too personal, to put into writing. Nonetheless, this week was chock-a-block … Continue reading Artnotes: Something to Talk About

Artnotes: Alive

​Trees Panaro Spring   Laurie Fox Pessemier  Acrylic/canvas  23.5 x 15.5″  60 x 40″ My Dad, “Foxie”, passed away this week.  I had just been there to see him alive, and talked to him only 24 hours before he left us.  It’s a remarkable thing, after 63 years together, he isn’t there anymore.  He was the first person that loved me; he was a witness to all I did, good … Continue reading Artnotes: Alive

Artnotes: Where you Grew Up

“If Italy could get its tourism act together, it would be the most visited country in the world,”  a friend expounded over drinks on Friday night.  We all have the best tourist experiences here.  We were recounting to him our visit to Tarquinia, which externally had all the romance of visiting a series of cow sheds, but the Etruscan tombs beneath the ground were extraordinary. We drove to … Continue reading Artnotes: Where you Grew Up

Artnotes: Just Dandy

When we first bought our home in Stimigliano, Italy, we were told the apartment upstairs was unoccupied.  We later found out that in fact, in the 70 square meters (700 sf) above us, a family raised 7 children in the 1950s and 60s.  Now that the parents are passed, nobody knows what to do with the place.  For the last six months, someone has come by about every … Continue reading Artnotes: Just Dandy

Just the Facts

    ​ This feels like the longest winter of my life.  Yes, I am warm in the apartment near Rome, but I want to be playing outside.  And now we are facing the icy blast from Siberia:  I planned on it being warmer.  I hope my outdoor painting workshop in the Borghese Gardens next Sunday will be possible.  The show must go on. https://www.eventbrite.com/e/rome-painting-workshop-tickets-43227028205 I like winter, at first, when … Continue reading Just the Facts

The Library

​Finally, after weeks of delay, the new bookcase was delivered on Monday.  Our American Library in Stimigliano has over 1,250 donated books, of various genres, available for circulation.   We found a lovely antique wooden bookcase, slightly over twelve feet (3 meters) in length for sale in a second hand lot.   Because brown furniture is so out of fashion, and we are among the few people who have a … Continue reading The Library

Artnotes: Thrilling

Things get easier for me as I get older.  I am not totally without stress, but I have somehow managed to get through without panic these days.   I used to think a certain day or certain event would take place that would trigger my demise, or at least a downward slide.  In fact, things go much slower than that. And a downward slide is often … Continue reading Artnotes: Thrilling