Laura, my art history teacher, on the train to Rome.
My roommate, Deb and I made friends at the local watering hole.
The older Italian men just sit. And watch. All day.
More Viterbese. And Deb.
Lake Bolsena, Capodimonte
So, this July, I spent a month in Viterbo, in the Lazio region of Italy taking Journalistic Drawing and an art history course focused on the Etruscans and Romans through Montserrat College of Art. It was a great experience that I definitely recommend to anyone who has the time and ability to. Go! The food is great and so are the people. And I got to go exploring in a few tombs. Okay, cliche travel rant aside, best food I've ever had in my life. In Italy, I was interested in capturing the locals more than anything. To me, they are what made Viterbo so... ~*Italian*~. To the Italians, people watching is an art form. I agree. They also don't wear shorts.
Here's a spread from my latest Moleskine. At the time, I was working on the painting below this post. The sketches are from imagery of Coastal Maine. In the end, I decided to go with a special little garage I found in Northern Rhode Island.
For my Intro. to Watercolor class at RISD, my final for fall semester was to create an original painting in the style of a watercolorist of our choosing. This painting references the colors, applications, and subject matter of Andrew Wyeth. I had a good time going out into different parts of Rhode Island with my camera and exploring the local landscape.
Lately, I've been exploring my family's past on both my mother's and father's side. Here are some images created using snapshots from my family's past. I used acrylic medium on untreated canvas to create these. It's a method I'm definitely excited about experimenting with more.