Where does the time go? It seems like summer started just
yesterday, and now we have already passed into fall. As the days get shorter
and the trees burst with color, I have been reflecting back on the wonderful
summer that just passed. I didn’t have much time for painting, but I
experienced a great variety of man made and natural art that filled my days
with wonder and awe.
The summer began just two days after the kids finished
school in June. The company my husband works for is based in Annecy, France and they wanted him to work
for a week at the France office. It was the perfect
opportunity for a trip of a lifetime. Annecy is a beautiful city in the
Rhône-Alpes region of France. We rented a tiny apartment in Le
Vieil Annecy (the old part of town) in a building built in 1650! With high
walls, arches, cobblestone streets, cafes and small shops, I felt I had gone back in time. We
spent a week there touring churches, museums, and a castle, as well as admiring the
beauty of Lake Annecy and the towering mountains. We fell in love with this gem of a city.
Le
Thiou River and Pont Morens, built in the 13th century!
Statue in front of Notre
Dame de Liesse Church. This is a "new" church was built in the middle
of the 19th century on the site of a 13th century sanctuary.
Beautiful
sunny day on Lake Annecy.
Stained
glass inside St. Pierre's Cathedral built in the 16th century
Front of the Basilica of
the Visitation. Started in the beginning of the 17th century and finished in
1930
View of le Vieil Annecy's red roofs, Lake Annecy and the mountains from the courtyard of Le Chateau. It
was once home to the Barons of Geneva. Construction started in the 12
century and lasted over 4 centuries! It is now a culture and history
museum.
After our incredible week exploring the historic city of Annecy, we hopped on a train to
Lyon, then Paris for the second week of our French vacation. In the
City of Light we rented a ground floor apartment off a courtyard between tall buildings in the
18th arrondissement.
One of the first things we noticed was the difference in pace between
Annecy and Paris. In Annecy we walked everywhere and things were pretty
close together. In Paris there were people rushing around to catch the
metro and crowding into famous landmarks. Our metro ride was was about
12 stops from the apartment to the center of the city, and sometime the
cars were so full we couldn't get on. Despite the pace change, there
were so many well known sites in Paris that I felt like I had stepped into a
book or a movie. History and art surrounded us everywhere we looked,
from
bridges over the Seine,
to churches, and of course the museums. At times, the building
themselves were so stunning and detailed they became part of the exhibit in their
own right.
We visited
Notre Dame, the
Archaeological Crypt, Sainte-Chapelle, the Conciergerie, Sacre Coeur, the Eiffel Tower, l'Arc de Triomphe, the Maritime Museum, the Louvre, the Orsay and the Orangerie museums, and Versailles, Louis XIV's palace
an hour train ride from Paris. I took hundreds of photos. Part of me
wishes I had endless time to paint and try to capture some of my
favorite memories. We walked miles and saw so much. It was incredible.
Ancient ruins in the Archeological Crypt under the courtyard of Notre Dame. The buildings were discovered during excavations from 1965
to 1972.
Arches of the first floor of Sainte-Chapelle, where the common folk attended Mass. Le Grande Odalisque by Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres, 1814. Just one of the beautiful paintings we saw at the Louvre.
I could have spent months here and not seen everything. It was not just
the curated art either. The fact that the building was once a palace
kept capturing my attention. The rooms were stunning all on their own!
This clock in the Orsay Museum was the inspiration for the clock in the train station depicted
in the movie Hugo. You can see Sacre Coeur and the ferris wheel near the
Louvre in the distance.
This
is the ceiling of the Venus Room at Versailles.. The painting is called "The Goddess Of Love Subjugating The Gods And Powers” by Houasse, and it represents Venus being crowned by the Three Graces. Light meals were served in this room.
I wish Versailles hadn't been so crowded. There was so much detail in
every room, and I would have enjoyed having more time to linger and
look. It was so beautiful and opulent.
We
were sad to have to leave after two glorious weeks in Annecy and
Paris, but we realized upon returning home that just a week later we
would be heading to the
Hudson Valley region of New York for our annual trek to the
Grey Fox Bluegrass Festival.
We have been attending Grey Fox since 1996, and we love having the
chance to relax at the beautiful farm surrounded by mountains while
incredibly talented musicians share their art with us. I am not a
musician, and I am always amazed by their ability to play such intricate
music. And of course, there are all the stunning sunsets there.
View of the main stage field with the camping area in the distance.
View of the mountain from the top of the hill. Sleepy Man Banjo Boys on the main stage. These kids were so incredibly talented! They are just 10, 13 and 14. Old-Tyme Kozmik Trio. I so enjoyed Rushad Eggleston's antics on stage. Apparently the other band members did too! Another beautiful Grey Fox sunset.The
rest of the summer flew by in the blink of an eye. We marked the
end of summer and the beginning of fall with a canoe camping trip to
nearby
Pillsbury State Park in
Washington, New Hampshire. From our
beautiful and secluded site on May Pond we were able to see some of the
most stunning art of all...the natural world around us. We woke on
Saturday morning to the call of loons and some very dense fog. We loved seeing the loons emerge from the fog, just off the shore of
our site, and to observe a rocky island appear and disappear again in the fog. When the sun
finally came out and we could see the early fall colors in the trees, we took turns in the kayak and canoe, paddling
alongside loons and watching great blue herons in the shallows. It made
me realize how lucky I am to live in such an undeveloped area where I am
able to see these gifts of nature.
Now that fall has really settled in and the leaves are dropping steadily, I feel the urge to head back into my basement art room to start painting again. As I look through the trees from my west facing windows, I can watch the weather change over the course of a day, and see the leaves fall and swirl in the wind. I look forward to creating my own new works of art as I remember a summer that was full of so much inspiring beauty.