Dreaming of the canape` with the sunshine beating down into the garage where it sits. The canape` is the latest leather couch that the guys who make designer parachute suits harvested off the streets in Ivry-sur-Seine. In Paris you can find the most amazing things just thrown out on the sidewalk. Their atelier is just to the left of the canape`. The photo is taken from my atelier. I feel like Rapunzal sometimes and want to descend from the tower. My atelier is the last one on the end at the top level. You have to make a point of going there, which for work is good.
Last week was beautiful spring weather in Paris but not today, it is wicked cold. I can't see how all the women wear flat doll shoes with no socks. It makes me cold just to think about it.
So today in the cold and windy wet weather as I painted in my atelier, I stole views of the industrial buildings and I daydreamed of hanging out on the canape` in the spring sunshine and chatting with the other artists from the factory. Perhaps teaching workshops in Tuscany wasn't so bad after all.
