Monday, October 26, 2026

Artnotes: Wasn't She Something?

 

Daudet’s Windmill  Blair Pessemier  Acrylic/canvas 12 x 12”  30 x30cm  390.00  

Towards the end of our trip to Paradou, Blair and I went to Daudet’s Windmill, in Fontvieille.  I sat on the ground in the heavy wind (this was the windiest place I ever vacationed) and painted the scene; Blair painted in the shade of the tree.  Along with my coat, we forgot the easels at home in Roccamalatina, adding a further challenge to painting on vacation.  Daudet was a famous f19th century French author who wrote about Provence (and other places)  He composed many charming short stories, particularly about southern France.  This Windmill was his inspiration.  I found the windmill inspiring myself, and was amazed to see a half dozen of its 21st century cousins on the plain below.  It was a good place to paint.

Windmill Fontvieille  LauriePessemier  Acrylic/canvas panel, 8  x 12”  20 x 30m  290.00  

It always takes me a long time to sort the input from vacation.  Usually, when Blair and I travel, I stay home one day out of four, just to process.  On this trip I found myself waking up at 3 AM, alive with thought.  I thought a lot about food, and dining out.  Blair and I rarely dine out by ourselves.  On this trip,  we dined out (courtesy of our friends) every day, at least once a day.  We ate at the Bistro de Paradou; the Café de Provence (Mouries); Café de Commerce (Mouries, twice); L’Escaravats near Pont du Gard; Café Castillon (twice, in Paradou); The Tabac in St Remy; Lou Mao in Aix-en-Provence; L’Essentiele in Arles (my favorite!); La Pitchounet in Arles; Chateau La Coste; and Les Luanes in Stes. Marie de la Mer.  Blair ate out one day with our friends in Nimes, and I had a grilled cheese sandwich, which I thoroughly enjoyed.  I used three kinds of cheese, a little pate, with  cornichons (pickles) on the side.  I thought of MFK Fisher, authoress of How to Cook A Wolf, and how she took her daughters to Aix-en-Provence.  They ate out, and cooked market food – it inspired two of her books.

Picking Olives    Blair Pessemier Acrylic/canvas  12 x 12”  30 x 30cm   390.00


I love to cook in France.  My older subscribers might remember we cooked at the Petite Lux in Paris for a couple of years. We really learned so much, about French cuisine and running a small restaurant.   I tried to make dinner every night at our rental house, but people always feel its too much, or maybe they just don’t like my food.   For me, part of traveling is working with local products.    I managed to wrest away part of a rotisserie chicken we bought to make into soup -- I think it might have been my most impromptu dish.  I did manage to cook lamb chops, duck breast, and confit du canard, with local accoutrements; Blair made a couple of dishes, too.

For me, vacation is the joy of seeing new people, bumping into things, being a little discombobulated.   When we parked the car to eat at L’Essentiale in Arles (we dropped off our friends) we ran into a beautiful gypsy woman blocking the parking place we wanted.  We spent more time than we should have examining her bright yellow skirt and magenta scarf, like it a silky combination from a Renaissance painting.    A little later we looked at each other and exclaimed, “wasn’t she something?”

Plane Tree Paradou   Laurie Fox Pessemier Acrylic/canvas   12 x 8”  30 x 20cm  290.00

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Trees in the Morning; Paradou   Blair Pessemier  Acrylic/canvas 13 x 11”  33 x 27 cm  490.00  


On Friday, we drove to Saintes Maries sur Mer.  I have always wanted to go there.   It was an overcast, somewhat foggy day. We set out for the ornithological center – this is a place where migrating birds proliferate.  I love the idea of migration – Blair and I migrate often.  We arrived at what Blair thought was the parking lot, but in fact, we were in advance of the center by 100 feet.  No problem.  I saw the mosquitoes outside the window:  a lot of mosquitoes, as in hundreds.  Darn – I forgot my mosquito spray.  I’d been using it daily at the house we were staying in Paradou, which has its fair share of the little monsters.  We stepped out of the car, and started walking in the direction of the marshes. I felt like Katherine Hepburn in the African Queen.  “Look at her back!” our companion exclaimed.  I was covered, almost completely, by mosquitoes.  Despite wanting more than anything to be here, I was forced to turn back.    We did manage to see one fantastic heron before the run for the car.  I brushed off the bulk of them, but we still spent the next 20 minutes swatting flying insects.  I still noticed one or two, a couple of days later, on our drive back to Italy.

Les Alpilles   LauriePessemier  Acrylic/vintage map paper, 6.5 x 11”  20 x 27cm  190.00  

Things don’t always work out the way we plan.  Our entire, rather surreal, trip to Provence was like that.  Our companions arrived a day late.  The Airbnb house, while pretty, was entirely faulty:  we spent three days with an extreme water leak; 5 days with no electricity in the kitchen, intermittent electrical problems elsewhere.   The only serious tour we booked for, at Chateau La Coste, bumped us twice – the second time after a 250 euro lunch (thanks, friends, it was wonderful, in any case).  Blair and I drove away two weeks later, unscathed, but our companions spent an extra day at the airport on the way home.  The lesson here?  Patience? Or should we just protest the breakdown of our systems, like the French and Italian youth are currently doing?

Pont du Gard Blair Pessemier Acrylic/canvas  11x 16”  27 x 41cm   490.00

That’s the $64,000.00 question – what the heck is going on?  In all the major cities we visited:  Aix-en-Provence, Arles, St. Remy,  Nimes, we saw police preparing to impose order amidst the protests of French youth (not immigrants).  At our salon that weekend, one of our contributors reported from a book she read – that Americans under the age of 35 have spent much of their adult life under the Trump influence.  Young people in the greater Western world have only known extreme climate conditions, disproportionate wealth/poverty, social media,  and surveillance, all the time not knowing what to believe.   They are protesting because these issues need to be addressed – could it be time for us old folks to get out of the way?


We visited the studio of Cezanne while we were in Aix-en-Provence.  It was recently restored to its original glory.  In fact, we had seen it 25 years ago, much the same, but now cleaner and able to accommodate more visitors (old folks and grammar school classes).   The improvement of the grounds – he had a lovely woven willow covered bridge, for one thing – is really an addition.  For the first time I could see where his soft, clear, impressionist colors came from.   On the same note, another day we visited the newly opened “room” where Vincent Van Gogh was hospitalized while in the South of France.  Again, it was possible to identify exactly where and what he painted.   The facility featured paintings by current local artists. 

Two Views from Mouries coffee shop  Laurie Fox Pessemier Acrylic/paper 11 x 8”  27 x 21cm 90.00 each

Of course, Blair and I painted a few pictures.  It is such a beautiful area, albeit “rarified” and affordable mostly to rich retirees.  A neighbor, from whom we bought a chair, told Blair she was leaving because here daughter no longer wanted to be there.     In front of the town hall, Blair and I  met an author, Gino, writing about the “myth” of St. Tropez and Southern France versus the “reality”.  He and his photographer, Ian, were drinking beers in front of the Mairie.   “There’s the image, and  there’s how it really is.”

Chairs  Laurei Fox Pessemier  Acrylic/black paper  (front) 17 x 12” 41 x  30cm 250.00
side view  8.5 x 12”  21 x 30cm  90.00

The only younger people I saw worked in local businesses.   I talked to the young clerk at our neighborhood Spar market.  “You speak very good English,” I told her.  “Well, my boyfriend is Italian, and I speak French, so together we are speaking in English.”

Stree with Flags   Blair Pessemier  Acrylic/canvas 12 x 12”  30 x 30cm  490.00

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