Ed Kenyon ADAMSON
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A SENSE OF PLACE
A street in Lisbon
FRANCE
ITALY
The entry to Oeyregave
The Maze field
The route to Monte Subasio
Olive trees, Monte Subasio
The Man who talked to the birds
Olive and Cyprus trees, Monte Olivieto Abbay
         Spello’s   a   typical   Umbrian   hill   top   town,   its   interlocked   stone houses    climbing    up    a    spur    of    Monte    Subasio,    a    mountain associated   with   Saint   Francis.   One   day   we   climbed   up   to   a   village above   the   town,   a   village   with   yet   more   stone   houses   and   one very    simple    restaurant.    Up    through    olives    groves    and    wild flowers,   we   followed   an   aqueduct   constructed   in   Roman   times, with   all   time   views   of   Monte   Subasio.   The   two   paintings    are   a memory   of   that   day   rather   than   a   depiction   of   any   actual   scene, the   first   painting   a   composite   of   several   views,   the   second   the remembrance     of     olive     trees,     seemingly     dancing     across     the landscape.
               Montefalco   is   known   as   the   balcony   of   Umbria,   it’s said   that   you   can   see   the   whole   of   Umbria   from   there. However   we   were   there   to   see   the   cycle   of   fifteenth century     fresco     paintings     in     the     Church     of     San Francisco,     paintings     depicting     the     life     of     Saint François,    in    particular    the    one    scene    depicting    his sermon   to   the   birds,   the   hoopoe,   raven,   swans   and other   birds   standing   like   school   children   on   their   best behaviour.   My   painting   of   this   shows   a   more   modern day Saint François though still unworldly.
               The   Abbey   of   Monte   Oliveto   stands in   the   ‘Crete   Senesi’   region   of   Tuscany, an    area    of    eroded    clay    dating    back many     centuries.     Surrounded     by     a forest    of    cypress    trees,    interupted    in parts     by     olive     groves,     it     was     the contrast   between   the   two   types   of   trees and   their   disimillarity   that   appealed   to me. Hence the painting.
The Shadow
PORTUGAL