I have always been fascinated about artist's studios and places of work.......I cannot describe how I feel when I am in the place where creativity happens , it is almost like entering a place so sacred that I tip toe not to break the air, specially those places were artists are long gone to a different place or to a different world...... My heart rate races , my eyes don't know where to look, and I smile of indescribable joy until my face hurt.
The trip I took with my French/American fiancé to Aix en Provence gave me the chance to visit not only one but 2 studios, Paul Cezanne's ( I touched his coat , No one saw me). And Picasso's Studio at Chateau Vauvenargues, which is where he is buried.........I had to touch his easel , I got yelled at....who cares I had to touch the flat edged screw that he must have touched hundreds of times to adjust his easel .... Crazy yes, I am.
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