Bryan Pearce (1929-2007)


Bryan Pearce
My Mother 1973
Collection of the artist
© Estate of Bryan Pearce, all rights reserved DACS 2007

Quoted from The Tate St Ives website:

An extraordinary exhibition of paintings by the popular St Ives artist Bryan Pearce (1929-2007), whose particular experiences of his hometown were captured with unique clarity. Pearce’s artistic developments, his simple renditions of space, colour and light, evolve from a sophisticated understanding of composition. Celebrating a career which spanned over fifty years, the exhibition draws together works from private and public collections to evoke a serene sense of place, which seems at once personal yet archetypal.

His regular walks around St Ives, where he has lived all his life, have been the inspiration for his subject matter, unconsciously recording the town’s subtle changes. In this synthesis of imagination and reality, Pearce paints the world as he commands it; a sanctuary with an ever-present sun, bathing the streets and houses in the subtlest of colour harmonies. He has always worked slowly, but consistently, producing perhaps twelve oil paintings a year. Often compared to Alfred Wallis, the late Peter Lanyon said of him: “Because his sources are not seen with a passive eye, but are truly happenings, his painting is original.”

Pearce was born in St Ives, Cornwall, a sufferer of the then unknown condition Phenylketonuria, which affects the normal development of the brain. Encouraged by his mother, who was herself a painter, and then by other St Ives artists, he began drawing and painting in watercolours in 1953.

Once recognised as one of the country's foremost living ‘naïve’ painters, through the on-going re-examination of familiar views and landmarks, Pearce offers us his profound, extraordinary experience of St Ives.

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I did a little googling of this guy. Wonderful work. Inspired palette (love the mustard/ cognac colored outline he uses. His landscapes are extrodinary).

Got the Noodlers


Loading up the pens with Noodlers "The only eternal black ink. Bulletproof on cellulose paper, yet washes off plastic. Water based ink". Funny thing, the minute, I uncapped the Noodlers, a huge whiff of seemingly alcohol rose from the bottle. I got a brush and started to work in the moleskine. Not as dense as india ink. Beads up initially..not badly but not the immediate sink in but maybe because the moleskine paper is a little hard. I need to pull out some Stonehenge or something else to run in parallel. Goes on nicely. Thin like Quink (think fountain pen), but much denser. More later on the experimentation. Gotta look at Russell Cobb's work as a reference to the brushwork etc. He is so cool--working many different notebooks all at once, scanning them in and turning it into all sorts of illustration (image above is from Russell Cobb's website).

Self Promotion Front:
PSPrint sent me a little love note. Half my order is in transit already (UPS)from California. Lets see how long it takes. Got the work up at The Ispot and Portfolios.com. I was wrong about Portfolios.com and not having any offers...they have some $$ off print jobs etc. Wrote the folks at the Ithaca Art Trail and also that of the State of the Art Gallery and hope to hear from them to get the work "out there".

Coming May 5: Cow Plop Bingo


Who?
The cow and a sports team from the Trumansburg Central School.

What?
Cow Plop Bingo is a game that pits your luck against the gastronomical actions of a cow. In a marked area containing a free roaming cow, you can purchase a square on the ground. If the cow plops in your square - you win. Scintillating, right?

Where?
Trumansburg Fair Grounds, of course.

Reinforced Black

Before I flake on this and not pass this on...here is a brand new idea that is worth sharing with all of you. If you are working on an illustration in either Adobe Photoshop or Adobe Illustrator, think a little before you start work. Think about how this piece will be reproduced. If you are inevitably going to print a flat four color process palette, consider creating a "reinforced black" (which means in place of just a single hit of black, you run color directly under the black you are using...giving the black areas full color coverage under the black which results in a deeper, darker, richer black. Mix up a special black for this use:

"When you want an area of solid black within a document, 100% black (K) will not result in a solid, saturated black. You should use rich black, which is made by mixing other colors of ink with black ink to produce a much darker, deeper black on press than can be achieved by using black ink alone. To create rich black on pieces printed by a printer that prints strictly process, your CMYK calibration values must be 50% Cyan (C), 40% Magenta (M), 40% Yellow (Y), and 100% Black (K)."

And, it really works. Gorgeous.

But, if you are just working with output from your epson--and planning on framing the piece--this is inconsequential. But if you are ever planning on printing the piece, this reinforced black is a "secret sauce".

May Day!


First of May. I wish I had a glorious Botticelli inspired picture of the Muses or better yet, scantily clad young women dancing around a maypole. They would be joyously skipping and dancing in pastel colors--perhaps in front of admiring suitors, framed by garlands of flowers and ribbons. Very Marie Antoinette. Very frothy. Very May Day. I But I don't. I have this dumb, old Monkey showing us his teeth. He had absolutely nothing to do with May Day except in the wish that that old devil we call Mr. President is recognized today as the dumb monkey he is(AKA Commander Codpiece, thanks to our pal, Digby). Mission Accomplished take THAT. Deal with the inappropriate picture and message. R. claims I am grumpy because I didn't have any sleep. I didn't-- gosh darn it. I have to deal with it.

Dinner at Simply Red was nice--and far less wild than the former iteration. The Sheldrakers are delighted and clap to the music. Food is pretty much the same. Beautiful night with a full moon. Maybe that was the problem. It has been in the past.

Noticed that the ISpotter from the Ispot was looking at my blog--and it has prompted me to get going on putting some new work up. First thing today. Right after I talk to you. I will do the same with Portfolio.com. I am really questioning whether either one of them have any import as I have had exactly one inquiry from each one...resulting in absolutely no work. I can buy a lot of postcards for $1,000. There is some positive spin from the ISpot as they have strategic alliances and buying deals on advertising and lists and stuff. And, you can see traffic to your page...but if it ends up being a big old goose egg...it's $700+/- that is not recooped. Portfolios is cheaper and the owner is very optimistic and cheery but no tracking,no offers--no sense of forward movement. And did I say, no work also? Any insight from anyone out there? So, click on the link at the top of the page to see the new stuff. I think I will even put up the Steuben masterblaster as an example of stuff--new stuff.

Either that...or I need to face the fact that was presented to me in college to "never, ever become an illustrator--you just don't have it" (Thanks, Mark Mentzer--albeit its only been about 30 years--too bad I don't have any baggage!!(it must be the lack of sleep)). I am a psychotic mess.

Also, am thinking about hiring a friend of mine to work with me on thinking about databases, file nomenclature etc. to best use my storage and filing my illustration work to evolve to the complete data file from the decade I have been "The Luckystone". With that, hopefully, will evolve a website for illustration and graphics that I can keep current by pouring content in without having to ootse the design every step of the way. If I keep it clean, that's all that matters.

Gotta go put the new images up. Maybe later?

New Week


Spring is definitely here. Daffodils and narcissus coming up. The five hundred bulbs that were planted last fall are beginning to look like something...albeit a dent given the scale of the whole operation. More need to be ordered now along with snapshots taken of where everything is planted so as to get ready for fall. I hope the deer didnt eat the allium (fifty planted) as their gigantic purple heads would be quite nice and remarkable in the close-in landscape. Here are my favorite bulb websites:

John Scheepers>>
: Scheepers is terrific but smaller quantities. More a normal type of order. Same terrific quality.

Van Engelen>> Big volume. Terrific prices. Their collections are great prices, high quality bulbs. Lots of bang for the buck. It saddens me that the local deer population eat tulip bulbs like smokey almonds and snack mix. However, as you all know, deer do not adore narcissi and daffodils. We put in a couple of big collections, kind of the "generic" daffodils and then a bunch of different small cupped narcissi
which are quite fragrant and delicate. We put the Edna Earl's in. Def. more of those next year. And the allium smell like onions which is not a deer turn on, or the damned ground hog yum-yums.

Off to the new Simply Red at Sheldrake Point Winery for country night and live music. Sam Izzo is back in business in a new and exciting location with lunch and brunch and a few evenings for dinner. I think she has a tiger by the tail with this one. The local Sheldrakers are thrilled as we finally have a restaurant we can take our friends to--and have a wonderful evening that is real cooking versus "live from the Sisco truck" frozen food. Hazelnut Kitchen has opened in Tburg. And, from what I hear, they are doing a nice job too. So, lots of choices locally beyond the wonders of Danos on Seneca and the Stonecat. Lots of choices and all lining up to open prior to Cornell's and Ithaca College's graduation.

Self Promotion Part One


Got 8 postcards out to PSPrint. Broken order. Some the 500 qty. Some in smaller batches. Plan is to make little decks of them with clear envelopes and nice little notes with a business card (going to be crack and peel) to send out to galleries around here (Ithaca, Tburg, Corning, Skaneateles, Cazenovia, Cooperstown, Rochester) and some in Florida (Key West, Miami) to see if we can get a little traction with the bird pix.Just requested an application to see if I can join the State of the Art Gallery in Ithaca...to move more locally.

Also, just "did" the newest Choker's CD and sleeve graphics which will hopefully move to the website "look and feel", a tee shirt and the appropriate band offerings/needs. Have worked it out with them to buy 100 CDs from them to send to existing clients along with the postcard collection to say "Hey!" and point out that this monkey can make pictures too. When I get them, I will offer 10 CDs to the first ten requests outside of the Tburg/Ithaca area to get the Chokers to the wider world. Requesters know that they are really fun and --but if old time music isn't your thing...then maybe this is the place you can start!

The chicken(above) is featured promenantly on the soon to be released CD.

Quarter to Flaxination

We partook one more time with markdowns. More stuff. More boxes. Plenty for everyone. K found some $5. gems which with a perfect size 6 body represents my perfect "little matchgirl" garbed Barbie. These togs are dead on for our next jaunt to the land of surfers and surfer lifestyle...LA...and on her mind and planning schedule. Ran into a friend who was working the sale who, when asked, why she volunteered---" why? Well, because we all Love Flax. Always have. And there is no place to buy it around here even though it is headquartered nearby". Did I tell you that they gave everyone a wonderful heavy linen bag to fill during the sale and take home filled with more stuff>? We have glorious dark grey and white wove ones. Fifteen minutes until we have to wait for next year.

Bespoke Lifestyle


When we were in the sunny, glossy environs of the Bal Harbour Sheraton Hotel, I was struck with the language around a development that the St. Regis was creating in a luxe de Luxe way. It featured a totally idiotic picture of a glamourpuss blondie in the prescribed whispy, white dress strolling through the shallow surf followed (of course) by the hunkaburning love Butler (in uniform) carrying her suitcases with his pants rolled up, but all else "right and proper". Just this side of offensive in it's stupidity. It had a 3 line sign-off with one of the lines being "bespoke lifestyle"--which is luxe de Luxe code that R. was well acquainted with. So,look what I ran across this a.m.:

Bespoke
Term used for custom-made suits, shirts and shoes. Journalist Peter Howarth it thus: "In brief, the elements that go into making a pukka bespoke product: you start from scratch with measuring sessions, individual patterns are created, horsehair canvasses for inside the garment are washed, softened and hand-shaped over the knee, there's a great deal of hand-making, three fittings, six to 10 weeks waiting time, 65.5 manufacturing hours and a price tag of about Pounds 2,750 for a two-piece. Personal tailoring, on the other hand, is where you take an existing garment and make a version of it, largely by machine to the customer's specifications. You can change fabrics and linings and details and in four to six weeks have a pretty special result starting at that magical Pounds 695 for a two-piece." (Tailored to a Suitable Price, Financial Times, 27 November 2004.)

Further amplification is provided by Ray A. Smith in his A Real Savile Row, Wall Street Journal, April 14-15, 2007. "William Skinner worries that customers will think that made-to-measure, which typically involves using a stock pattern that is then adjusted to fit the client's measurements and taste, is the same thing as bespoke or custom...Custom suits are made entirely from scratch - mostly by hand, in a process that can take at least two or three fittings and at least eight weeks. More than 20 measurements are taken for a besopke garment."

Very cool site>> The Digital Librarian (Shopping section)

Bespoke lifestyle--made to measure. No shortcuts. Custom fit. No alterations...cut from cloth, sewn and tailored to perfection.

We don't speak of bespoke here. No luxe de Luxe here. You need perfect weather and tropical plants for that. When it's paradise...why be content with that?

And...from the picture, bespoke bespeaks of being just like 1000 other folks with that tailor made lifestyle. Har.

Jay Hart


We walked into the State of the ArtGallery yesterday to be surprised and wowwed by Jay Hart's magnificent maps. And to our pleasure, Jay was on call that day at the gallery. I really don't feel that I can do his work justice by rambling on in my random manner about his work. Go see it for yourself>> Here is a little of what Jay says about himself:

I want to introduce people to the broadscale beauty of large swaths of earth, with perspectives that are fresh and penetrating. In doing so I also want to simplify our view of that big world, so that we can feel at home in a broader sense, becoming inherently less anthropocentric, and approaching each other with a high level of respect for our diversity.

As we trace the paths of our daily lives, we become used to thinking of the spaces around us as linear, routine, even dull. On trips to faraway places, we measure distance in travel time, too often ignoring what we have actually driven through or flown over. We think we know the world we live in - we have a glut of digital information about it - but most of us perceive it only within a confined personal range.

Jay translates that "glut of digital information" down to sheer elegance and a new way of looking at who we are and where we are. New context setting that shifts one outside into the abstract and then back to reality. His huge output is glorious in it's size, detail and 20/40 sharpness. His respect for this work eliminates glass and to a large degree any frame...allowing the work to speak for itself. Magic.

As an aside, his links and other information makes visiting his site an afternoon of discovery. It's rainy today...visit another place with Jay., and did I mention, he is a Trumansburger? I guess we might honor him with the honorific of First Cartographer and Master of Topology to the Court of Rongovia? The Director of the Academy is delighted to know that Jay is in the neighborhood.
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Jay Hart
A Brief Thaw (details)

print size: 71 in x 40 in, 181 cm x 102 cm
print resolution: 360 dpi
file size: 977MB, 12866 x 24042
number of images: 2

center location: N 68.9, W 133.7
approximate scale: 1 to 200,000
ground cell: 14.25 m, long side: 343 km

Flax Nation!


Wow. Boxes to the ceiling. Women in various states of undress. The real pros came in black pants and camisoles. The committed came in black bathing suits. All posed in front of hundreds of sorted boxes of linen clothes...on/off/on/off...commenting to their friends and new friends..."does this look right?". Three women wearing the same coral coat...joking they all should buy them and wear them on Memorial Day. Bags and bags of linen clothes leaving. Boxes upon boxes unpacked for the next throng swarming into this warehouse room. Samples, the same. Long and short. Thousands of designs that would never grace our shop's racks. A historical review of the year on every type of women's backs from suburban mommies to tattooed, short haired girlfriends who would be happier on the back of a motorcycle--riding together into the linen-free sunset. My tribe. All of Ithaca. Women exclaiming and hugging. Lots of laughing. Lots of purchasing. Happy times.

Flax Annual Barn Sale, Triphammer Mall, Triphammer Road, Ithaca. From Friday through Sunday.

still here


This little drawing was inspired by a sign on a ladies room door at a cuban restaurant in Miami. There was a little man too. Am cranking a few of these out...they are cute. Love the blockiness and the vienese style flowers match up surprisingly well.

Had a nice meeting with a client today--introducing her to a longterm friend and printer friend--and has a nice lunch together too. Big plus meeting.

Tip of the Day:

If you are someone who has been holding off having postcards printed (of work, of pictures, of family shots) cause ponying up the $100 +/- was just a whisker too much...this one is for you!! PS Print has until the 30th, 500 full color (4c/1c) over 1 color for about $60 (with shipping!!)Go here>> I am sizing a bunch like crazy--and need to get a business card too. Have finally run out of my small stack.

Finishing up graphics for the new cd from the Chicken Chokers "007". The Chokers are reconvening after many years apart with great style and confidence that time and experience bring. You can hear a few cuts from "007" at their MySpace. They are going to the Blue Heron Festival and GrassRoots Festival this summer. I hope to get a handful of cds and send them as a nice nice to my clients (with my chicken!!). The whole choker thing feels very energetic and new...and ready to launch. Might happen. I hope so. More later.

Back again.


It's hard to imagine we were in Miami only seven short days ago. We came back to snow and cooler weather. The daffodils have been dug out and are beginning to pop...and we have a bunch on the dining room table to signal spring.

The shot above is one view of the "biggest hotel pool in the continental US" at the glamorous Biltmore. It is a full 180˚ your line of vision. Impressive and so select, there are only a limited group of folks sitting in chairs watching the water unlike the Bal Harbor insanity where beach chairs, towels and cabanas are all claimed by 8:30 in the morning. The cabanas at the Biltmore are rooms by the opposite side of the pool nested under the terrace and each area separated by full length, tan cotton draperies tied up that separate one cabana from the next. Simple, very residential furniture decorates each space--and the sheer distance and quiet these spaces project are totally opposite of the Morris Lapidus insane little tents at the Bal Harbor. To spend time at the Biltmore would be a restful and lovely time as it is a timeless resort in a beautiful community. Now, it would just be a question of how to pay for it!

Hollywood Beach view
We had an opportunity to visit the clean and unexpected Bill Baggs Cape Florida State Park. It had a wonderful beach with mild water up by the Lighthouse--and we waded in to walk in the tepid, turquoise water. It was a lovely afternoon. Then, we drove to Hollywood FL to spend the night prior to our early morning flight to Newburgh. Hollywood was unexpected. The beach up there is much like the east coast beaches--cooler, more violent waves and tides--with a boardwalk with restaurants and stores tumbling out onto the beach. Not ticky tacky but nice..."regular". Hollywood is pretty cool as it is probably more like Miami before it "popped"--with neighborhoods, tiny motels and restaurants that have the indoor/outdoor thing--little living rooms that tumble out of the restaurants-clinging to the corners of the stores --inviting you in. Hollywood was a surprise I hope we can explore at another time.

Spent the better part of Sunday on my thesis paper which has been a very introspective process and through the process I decided to incorporate the burkas with the birds to talk about the development of a personal style. I think I could wrap up the writing in about a week or so and another week to get the visuals in place. Ordered a dozen Nielsen Bainbridge Trefalgar poster frames yesterday and need to prep my files to get the prints done. Everything is going to be 24" x 36". Nice and bold.

Discovered Sunday that the Academy of Fine Arts is a link on SharpDraw, terrific site dedicated to the discussion of pens and art supplies--in a very salient, insightful, and well written manner. Check em out.

IF: Polar

It is melting. All of it. All 12" of heavy, wet snow. In celebration, bathing suits must be considered to beat the melancholy of almost being spring--but not. Our minds are melting from being fixed on snow and ice, melting from the introversion that accompanies this polar state of mind. Polar melts...spring evolves.

Some bunny is looking at you.


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More from the food freakshow on the Celebrity Century. I am going to whip one of these out for the next dish to pass at Trumansburg Central School. They might chase me out of town over this interpretation of nature. Your thoughts?

More about Monday



Coral Gables' Venetian Pool

We got off the boat in pretty short order and had a day to ourselves as the plans were to leave via JetBlue Tuesday morning and drive back to our plateau to get back before 5 in the p.m. I had wanted to see the Wolfsonian and/or other galleries/museums in Miami during this last day. But as we were standing in the parking lot of the Port of Miami with a high bright sky above us and a strong breeze, it didn't make sense to do anything but outside stuff. So we shifted our plans to do a rubbernecking tour of Coral Gables through Little Havana with the highlights of the Coral Gable's George Merrick's masterpieces.

Who is George Merrick? Let me start by saying that Merrick along with the aforementioned Mr. Fabulous, Morris Lapidus are central to making Miami the jumpin' architectural joint it is today. Also, if you mix well--adding equal parts of Merrick's planning and vision and Lapidus, as visionary and designer, take out the wonderful proportions and scale that they so beautifully understand and send through the blender with Mary Blair and the Disney team of the fifties, you have the Disneyland ethos. To be perfectly candid, Merrick's Coral Gables and Lapidus should have been the design altars that the Disney "imagineers" worshipped at prior to even picking up a pencil because both of these geniuses understood the idea of immediately appealing to their audiences while setting a tone that you could have been transported to another place. In the case of Lapidus, it is way out there...in outer space, but with Merrick--it is closer and more understandable/relateable in concepts like Spain, China, France and exaggerated to the point that if you don't "get it" there must be more wood between your ears than most of us. So back to "Who is George Merrick?"

Wikipedia says:

George Edgar Merrick (1886-1942) was a real estate developer who is best known as the planner and builder of the city of Coral Gables, Florida in the 1920s, one of the first planned communities in the United States .

Merrick was born in Springdale, Pennsylvania. His father, Solomon G. Merrick, was a Congregationalist minister. The family moved to Miami, Florida when George was 12 years old. He attended Rollins College in Winter Park.

In October, 1915, George Merrick was appointed by the governor of Florida to replace F.A. Bryant as the county commissioner in District 1. He spent the next 15 months on the commission championing the building of roads in South Florida, including major arteries that would later serve to connect his well-planned community of Coral Gables with the fast-growing city of Miami. Along with Commissioner Edward DeVere Burr of Arch Creek, the two men ushered the vast majority of all road construction projects in Dade County, including the construction of US 1, the Tamiami Trail across the Everglades, the Bay Causeway to Miami Beach, Ingraham Highway (later known as Old Culter Road) along the coast, the Miami Canal Highway and many others. These improvements allowed the population of Dade County to quadruple from 1915 to 1921, transforming a pioneer territory into a burgeoning metropolis.

Beginning in 1922, on 3,000 acres (12 km²) of citrus groves and land covered in pine trees which his father had left him, Merrick began carving out what he would call a "City Beautiful". He designed the new town in great detail, featuring wide, tree-lined boulevards, delicate bridges and sedate urban golf courses. Merrick's secret was his passionate devotion to aesthetics.

And, just remember, he too, was born in Allegheny County...making him a Pittsburgher.

He was the brains behind the Biltmore Hotel, The DeSoto Fountain, the little housing villages inspired by France, China, Africa, Spain etc., The Congregational Church and the Venetian Pool to name a few. We visited all of these with the exception of all of the villages. The Venetian Pool's history is succinctly mentioned at their website:

In the midst of one of Coral Gables' residential neighborhoods, hidden behind pastel stucco walls and wrought iron gates, is found one of the most special attractions of this special city - Venetian Pool. Perhaps the only swimming pool anywhere to be included in the National Register of Historic Places. Certainly it is the only swimming pool of its kind with its vine-covered loggias, shady porticos, spanish fountain, three-story observation towers and cascading waterfalls that spill into a free-form lagoon complete with coral rock caves and palm-fringed island. Even now, Venetian Pool would still put a twinkle in George Merrick's eye, as it did so many years ago.

Fed by underground artesian wells, Venetian Pool was once a quarry pit, its only value being limestone it produced for the construction of that time. Through the creative efforts of Merrick's artist-uncle Denman Fink, and architect Phineas Paist, this eyesore was transformed in 1924 to what was then called Venetian Casino.

During its heyday gondolas plied its waters. Esther Williams and Johnny Weismuller of Tarzan fame swam its length. The orchestras of Paul Whitman and Jan Garber serenaded pool side dancers as they swayed beneath the stars on outdoor terrazzo dance floors. Bathing beauties by the hundreds promenaded across specially constructed walkways, while visiting dignitaries passed through the circular aquarium room entry to tour the "world's most beautiful swimming hole." They often listened to three-time Democratic presidential nominee William Jennings Bryan deliver speeches for his annual fee of cash and Coral Gables real estate.

Unfortunately, the pool is closed Mondays and they had it drained. Nonetheless, it is spectacular to see...perfect proportions, tropical plantings with mature plants everywhere, bouganvilla spanning wonderful covered walkways and the mimicry of real nature with the pool was evocative. It is wonderful it is still in use--and protected by the National Register as this sort of this is only imitated these days..but not the full magilla done so well.

We visited the Congregational Church. It is situated on center from the Biltmore almost implying that one gets married here and strolls over for the reception...made even more real by the organist whaling on the organ practicing the classic wedding tunes and pieces traditionally played. As you can see from my picture, The simple stucco building against the blue sky is one thing and then when you apply the icing of spanish style decoration at 200% (at least) scale...it is way over the top. The church was locked so we didnt get a gander at the inside. We were quite content with the facade and bell tower.

We then strolled over to the Biltmore which is truly amazing. Perfect shape. More spanish influence with these lovely orange walls that change color with the shadow and sunshine really describing the forms and elements of the design. It appeared to be a little walled city from the street. To go through the front door to a darkened, must have been at least 3 story lobby, spanned by dark beams and detailed with dark woodwork (almost ebony) that peeks through to the courtyard at the back...surrounded by large balustrades and a multistory collinade complete also with large beams--but painted with a geometric pattern much like the ones I have seen in Italy. Lush planting on the outside. Cool and austere in the inside.

Framing the main entrance to the Biltmore and on the way to the doors to the exterior collinade, two wonderfully large (10' at least)finch houses were on display with custom made drapery framing each side to give the birds protection from the stiff breeze that was happening. There were these little portholes one could look in though to see the birds nesting in their grass houses.
Have to work now>> will continue this blab a little later>>