In a blind spot, on a path we travel often, sits the studio of a critically acclaimed master.

We had seen his art work before, by accident, when another exhibit in Norcia closed early.

A good thing, then, that I asked Rebecca if she wanted to stop. Who knew what we’d find?

“Stories made by stones at the seaside.” New work, inspired by the birth of his great-granddaughter Gaia.

Walking along a beach, finding found-art in the stones, is one thing–enjoyable, but not necessarily transformative.

But to attach the stones to the piece of art, coupling it with the painting it inspires, now that’s something else.

To see the stones for yourself. Then to see the artist’s rendering of what nature itself has already expressed. Amazing.

Between the stones and whatever interface kept us away from this artist before, I am grateful that it has passed.

Now, if I could only get my devices to sync up, I could move the research on Bizzarri further along.