I spent a whole summer in Burgundy traveling village to village, painting sunflowers. There are fields of tournesol. There are small patches and smatterings at the village entry. Everywhere they are energetic and proud, or aged and despondent. Emotive and evocative they enroll the sky in their display of vitality. A composer’s dream.
- James Michalopoulos
I spent a whole summer in Burgundy traveling village to village, painting sunflowers. There are fields of tournesol. There are small patches and smatterings at the village entry. Everywhere they are energetic and proud, or aged and despondent. Emotive and evocative they enroll the sky in their display of vitality. A composer’s dream.
- James Michalopoulos
I spent a whole summer in Burgundy traveling village to village, painting sunflowers. There are fields of tournesol. There are small patches and smatterings at the village entry. Everywhere they are energetic and proud, or aged and despondent. Emotive and evocative they enroll the sky in their display of vitality. A composer’s dream.
- James Michalopoulos