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The Cinque Terre, or five lands do not have much in the way of tourist sites. They are the tourist site. The five coast hugging Italian villages feature brightly colored townhouses, residential streets made up of nothing more than a flight of stairs, beautiful coastal trails, and tight picturesque beaches. In July of last year they were also hot as blazes and ought to have been uncomfortable, but the narrow shady streets, and cool ocean made up for the heat. Oh, and there was gelato too, lots of handmade gelato.
We visited the four villages actually on the coast, and dipped our toes in the water at more the one beach. We also climbed innumerable stairs just for the fun of climbing and looking down. This painting is of Monterosso, the largest of the five, and the one with the widest flattest beaches. We stopped to sample the gelato at the cafe. We ate it while watching our girls play in the warm surf.
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This is Hertford Bridge, more commonly known as the The Bridge o Sighs, after the The Bridge of Sighs in Venice. It connects the two quads of Hertford College, in Oxford, England. It doesn’t really resemble Venice’s Bridge of Sighs, but it is beautiful, and quintessentially Oxford. We visited in the late afternoon when street was beautifully shadowed.
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A little taste of Oxford—another poured painting.
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The Gothic archways surrounding the quads in churches and colleges have always intrigued me. This one happens to be at Christchurch, in Oxford, but it could be one of hundreds in Britain. The ribbed ceilings and the slanting light from the quad are always both beautiful and romantic.
In this painting I exaggerated the contrast poured the colors.
This building needs no introduction. If there is a ruin that everyone recognizes, it is Roman Colosseum. Even in ruins, it is an impressive building. It dominates the horizon, larger even than you expect to be.
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Westmister Abby, The Parliament Building, and the new super Farris wheel the London Eye, dominate the Westminster end of London. The buildings are gritty with smog, and yet the marble still shines in the sun. Here are two of the shining towers of the Abby.
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Another painting taken from our trip to Europe last summer. This charming little street is close to Nortre Dame, but at least a little off the beaten path. Like many of the streets in the area, it curves charmingly.
I poured this painting in much the same manner as July in Florence. The process is much like batik and leads to clear color passages that make buildings glow.
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Old town Florence streets are shaded lanes so narrow they almost feel like tunnels running at irregular angles to each other. The view at the end of the tunnel is often as not another narrow lane cutting the street off at not quite a right angle. But here there the streets open into plazas with startling sunny views of churches, cathedrals, bridges, train stations and castles. Walking from our apartment, the Duomo complex burst upon us in much the same way–the light at the end of the tunnel.
Another poured watercolor painting, a process much like batik.
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When we travel, we Armitages climb things. In Paris we climbed Nortre Dame and the Arch d’ Triumph. But we took the elevator at the Eiffel Tower. We had tickets for the evening we arrived at ten thirty. We choose the evening and only the second platform out of necessity because two of the four elevators had been out of commission all summer. It turned out to be a delightful choice. It was our only nighttime view from above, and such a view it was. The Seine with city lights is a sight to see.
The Eiffel Tower itself is a spectacular view at night and we were there when the lights came on. The colors of the lights have changed over the years. When we visited they were predominately gold. The sky was black despite the early rain. The wet lawn and paths leading to the tower added to the effect. Walking to the tower across the park was a plus too. The vista leading up to the tower is grand and seemingly endless.
I took the photo for this painting on our way back through the wet to the metro. We didn’t mind standing in the wet to look one last time at Paris’ four legged giant.






























































