I have a confession...I was slack in posting while I was in Italy. But I did THINK about posting....I even wrote the post below while I was over there. So I thought I'd share it now and try to be better about updating you all in the future. I won't subject you to my 300 pictures (and those are only the ones that made the cut!) but I'll try to share some of them as I use them as inspiration in the studio. Sound like a plan?
And now.....here's what I did in Italy.
Ciao from Bella italia!! I'm on an major life-changing/soul- searching/adventure finding/research trip, also known as a dream vacation or the one of the hardest things I've ever done, for 2.5 whopping months. I know- I can't believe it either. I pinch myself constantly. So what do I do with myself every day? Well....
8:15ish: I wake up in my host family's lovely center city condo in the quaint beachy town of Porto San Giorgio. Then I make my way to the kitchen for what may be my favorite meal of the day because it involves an espresso machine (how have I lived without that gadget?) and sometimes cookies. Or crostada. Birthday cake the other morning. I love Italians.
10ish: I'm ready for my day so I set out to explore. A couple days a week I hop a train to another beautiful town (yep-everything is postcard worthy here) but most days I stroll around Porto San Giorgio. On Thursdays, I practice the self-control I was lacking at breakfast and browse the stalls at our local Mercato (open air market). They sell clothes, shoes, purses, food, flowers- it's pretty great.
Or I head to the beach to contemplate the exact color of the Adriatic. (greeny, bluish, grayish??)

And I always find inspiration...ah, if only I hadn't had to ditch my paints at the airport due to luggage weight limits...I'm itching to paint!!
1:00- back home for lunch with my host family. Italians eat pasta for lunch. Everyday. Have I mentioned that I like it here??
1-4: all the shops close and the city shuts down while whole families gather for lunch and some downtime. Even the kids are home as school's out at 12:30. I catch up on emails (um, I miss you guys!!!) and tutor Irene, the 9 year old daughter in my family, in English (that's my official job here).
4-6 or 7ish: another stroll, this time on the hunt for a new coffee shop or paticceria that I haven't tried yet. (I'm happily working my way through them.) I spend a delightful hour or two studying Italian over a cappuccino.
Then a leisurely stroll back home (complete with photo ops) for family time and dinner.
Ciao ciao!!