Notes from a European summer: Paris cafés, Burgundy fields, London light
This summer, I wandered the sunlit streets of Paris, sipped Chablis under striped café umbrellas, and let the golden light of long evenings etch itself into my memory. Between lazy afternoons in Burgundy and catching up with friends in London, I returned home brimming with new colors, flavors, and inspiration.
Maison Orange carries the memory of my Burgundy stay—
sunny orchards, quiet country houses, and the simple joy of summer in rural France
Nuits de Bourgogne
24” x 20”
Acrylic, collage, on 3D wood panel
* two hidden collage deer hide in the dark forest, coated in phosphorescent paint they glow in the dark
One of the cutest moments of our trip was spotting Walnut—the stray cat Jasper named last summer—emerging from the hedge outside the kitchen, this time with three tiny kittens tumbling behind her.
Mama cat knew we were good for high quality scraps and proceeded to dine out on some left over entrecôte, she devoured milk, she was still breast feeding herself. It was quite fascinating to watch, a real privilege because we don’t have cat’s at home, and I certainly wouldn’t take on the drama of a pregnant cat in my apartment willingly.
The kittens kept their distance all week, wouldn’t let us pat them, took Mama’s cue. Walnut was very hands on, scrawny bony small little cat. Probably on her 2nd or 3rd batch of kittens. I couldnt help but want to help her. She’s probably back to scrounging round the neighbors houses now.
Love these two iconic cat paintings, the left by Foujita, my soul brother from another lifetime, famous Japanese Parisian from the turn of the century. And of course Bonnard’s minou stretching his long legs out. This painting always cracked me up. It was the inspiration behind the Scaredy Cat painting.