At Home in Le Cannet

This is where we live. Discovered by chance, on a visit to the Musėe Bonnard, we decided immediately to make Le Cannet our home. It feels like a quiet French village, small, intimate, welcoming, yet just up the hill from Cannes, overlooking the bay. We walk to the shops every day and greet our neighbours.  Every encounter is warm and full of French courtesy, our cheese carefully selected and wrapped, our café served with a tiny, perfect chocolate, smiles, waves and friendly words as we walk through town. There is an innate elegance and charm here that completely wins us…

Painting the Gorges du Loup

After torrential rainstorms on Tuesday, today is bright and clear, and the roads open after flooding and fallen trees. The river at Gorges du Loup is a swollen torrent of rushing foam. I’m the only person there, drenched in the spray. This is my favourite subject to paint, the crash and clash of water on rock, fluid motion meeting solid mass. At home I start a quick study in acrylic, wanting to catch some of the energy and drama of the original scene. My first marks are a simple outline of the main shapes, focusing on the dynamic pattern of…