As I backpacked around much of Italy, I visited this quiet village in the mountains of Liguria where
only a handful of its buildings had seen any use in recent decades. Somehow these things mean
something to me, but I can't explain what or why. I think it may have to do with the way they were so
well built, long inhabited and cared for, and since have fallen from that into the ruins they are now,
lost to a misguided time when fast and cheap is the rule.
Oil on canvas, 18" x 21".
Original painting available, inquire for information.
Not available in print.
This painting is unframed, with the edges of the stretched canvas painted
so it can be hung without, or can be framed at a later time.
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