Unfortunately while Emily and I were painting in Florence (at the bridge above) our digital camera including all of the pictures from our trip was stolen. SO- the ONLY documentation of our trip are the watercolor paintings that we finished. I picked some of my favorite to post on the blog.
This was painted in a small alley-way in Florence.
Emily's Grandma Edi took us to beautiful Lake Como.
In Florence, shortly after we'd made the police report concerning our stolen backpack and camera, we went to the palace gardens.
After Florence we traveled to Venice. Ah, Venice the city on the water. This painting was before high tide. Once the water started to rise it started to flood the first floor. I realize the arches on my windows suck... but we were rushing to paint before our train to Milan.
This is a small corner in Venice. I found the stereotypical landscapes all to be a bit overwhelming and decided to stick with smaller sections that I felt I could capture.
Here is a picture of the beginning stages of the doll house. I used an old trunk that I found from the thrift store.
There were a few minor changes to the exterior after this point, but this is basically it.
This is the view looking into the doll house once the door is opened.
Here is a detail shot of the inside of the trunk door.
Emily's Grandma Edi sent us some pictures from her disposable camera that she had when we went to visit her. I think these are the only surviving photos from our Europe trip. The set of four were taken at Lake Como at the prestigious VILLA D'ESTE. The two above were taken in front of the castle in Milan.
Unfortunately while Emily and I were painting in Florence (at the bridge above) our digital camera including all of the pictures from our trip was stolen. SO- the ONLY documentation of our trip are the watercolor paintings that we finished. I picked some of my favorite to post on the blog.
Emily's Grandma Edi took us to beautiful Lake Como.
In Florence, shortly after we'd made the police report concerning our stolen backpack and camera, we went to the palace gardens.
After Florence we traveled to Venice. Ah, Venice the city on the water. This painting was before high tide. Once the water started to rise it started to flood the first floor. I realize the arches on my windows suck... but we were rushing to paint before our train to Milan.
This is a small corner in Venice. I found the stereotypical landscapes all to be a bit overwhelming and decided to stick with smaller sections that I felt I could capture.
