Wildflowers in October in the fields near Greve, Tuscany. They look like Ginestre ( Scotch Broom) but I know they are not, because it was Autumn when I saw them and also they did not have the heady scent of Ginestre. I took a stroll on the small path that can be seem on the right of the painting, with Camilla and Maria Laura, two Tuscan friends kind enough to take me on day trips. Camilla insists that I, as an artists, shoud show more interest in Florence Museums and galleries. I am happier in the countryside, markets and gardens. It's a never ending disappointment for her that cannot bear to spend days gazing at the hundreds huge paintings in the Uffizi or the sculptures by Michelangelo, Canova, and dozens of other great artists. Well...I must say I have done that off and on, but not as much as she would like. She is a Florentine and rightly proud of her heritage. I am a Canadian now ( born near Lucca, raised near Palermo )and do not feel enthused nor encouraged when I see great art. I prefer to look at what Nature has for me to see and try to convey to others my amazement and wonder.
