While in Civita. my (teaching) studio was a marvelous space, full of history and learning and amazing spirits.
The ‘studio’ traveled to the outdoors and as the windows and doors were opened; studio became inside + out.
Myself and the students were inside and the out again; plein air became studio; studio became plein air.
Finally, I made the connection and my depictive work, though still evident, certainly took a back seat and out came the evocative.
Have I all this time made that separation between the two?
Studio is everywhere. I hope you find yours.
Now I have it: ‘right side out.’
It was there all along: there’s ‘No place like studio’.