Summer in southern France. Doesn’t get much better than sitting out under the trees for every meal, admiring the stunning millhouse where we are staying.
Such a lovely quiet day sketching around the millhouse. All went smoothly until I dropped my paintbrush into the stream and I didn’t have another one!
A blissful day on my own wandering around the millhouse with my watercolours. So much peace. It was gorgeous.
What would a visit to France be without garlic? We couldn’t possibly have eaten that much, but they looked so much like flowers that Michele couldn’t resist
The millhouse was in a big block of land right on the river bank. Lots of trees around to lounge under, including this one. Obviously I had to draw it.
I have never seen so many different types of tomatoes in one place – thanks to my sister’s love of markets. I struggled to draw as fast as they were eaten!
The lusciousness of French delicacies was a real highlight of my trip. My sister Michele put out an amazing spread of food every day – so I drew it ..
Trundling across the French countryside on a fast train, doodling flowers for my mum
Watercolour of my mum’s luscious garden in Queenscliff. Brilliant colours, everywhere you look. It’s the perfect place to relax.
I am the quiet, squishing my toes in the sand type of person. It fits well with sitting on the beach drawing the ferries and lighthouses around Queenscliff