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From
adventure to adventure, I will never forget the landscapes of
the Yonne, in the northern-most part of Burgundy. I have painted
Paris, the ocean off of California, flowers in the Rockies.
But in my memory has remained forever the lights and colors
of Burgundy, and particularly of the vineyards and the cherry
orchards over which I let my eyes wonder for so many years.
The land in northern Burgundy adopted me, so I wanted to pay
hommage to it. These are my roots. I will return there forever. |
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