One of the grumbles I overheard as my painting group gazed out over the town of St-Cirq Lapopie, stretched paper on our laps, paintbrushes in hand.
"Listen, you lot. You are in France. You can't spend your whole week painting in my barn." More grumbles, but my exhortations were rewarded with some noble attempts at capturing the t
iled roofs, mottled stone walls, plummeting cliffs, and circling river below one of the loveliest villages in the country by twelve art teachers and librarians from Wisconsin and two from California. Pears, after all, can be found in any supermarket anywhere, but this scene is unique.Jeanine Brennan, who organized this trip and another one last year, took the photograph of some of us perched among the hollyhocks above the town.
Contact me for information about organizing your own group for an accredited course of painting in France.
1 comment:
Just found your blog through Sam....we visited Cirq last year, we spent 3 weeks in the Aveyron and road our bikes up to Cirq. Such a beautiful village and it was a lovely ride. We are moving to France (we rented a house for 1 year near Sanvensa in the Aveyron) and we'll spend a year deciding our future. My husband is a painter and we own a children's art studio here in Los Angeles. Sounds like you had a lovely time in Cirq.
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