That floor..

I have left my lovely but freezing studio in Il Chiesino...

The floor canvas is finally finished! It went from this first stage: measuring it roughly to be able to sketch out its peculiar shape once it was in situ in the studio,

To many happy hours painting away, with only one of two rare visitors...

To this morning's dramatic transport of the rolled-up canvas from the Chiesino by  two Ragazzi simpatici, one of them called Manuel, an Ondaiolo, with all that entails of extra friendliness, winks and discounts... It was somewhat nerve racking, because I made the mistake, first thing this morning, of confessing that I was always very scared when my floor canvases were installed. 

"Ho Paura!"

Now, that is of course not a very good beginning, because one should instead try and inspire confidence and calm in one's workmen... They had never done this before, and Manuel confessed to me, rather touchingly,  that he too avevo paura..

Which made things even worse...

But they were very professional, and faced their challenge heroically whicle I was looking on, biting my nails. The problem is that the canvas cannot really be bent so that it has any hard, sharp creases- it will damage it. And of course the space it went into was smaller that the size of itself, so it is a tricky business...

                                                     

At the end Manuel confessed to me the full extent of the drama:  in fact he had had TANTISSIMO PAURA, but that he now felt huge happiness and satisfaction! And so did I..

                                                     

Better pictures will follow- including the Dante quotation just at the entrance. Paolo, my architect is delighted with it, which makes me feel very happy. He wants his professional photographer to take some shots!

One of the last things that I painted, by the way, was  a little vignette our  walking group Camminando Quercegrossa, on our way into the Tuscan countryside: