Sorting out all the stuff that needs to happen (car, phones, bank stuff) has stalled Frank's focus on getting out there to paint....naturally. He has slipped away a few times locally and yesterday a trip to the airport car rental place was rewarded with a drive to the coast of Marseille where the limestone rocks tumble into the turquoise Mediterranean! We found a tiny port in a jumble of curvy roller coaster-y narrow streets and soaked in the smells and breezes for a while...and Frank had packed our paints, so we both got out there and sketched for an hour. Lovely....
Back in our new village home, I shot some pics of the surroundings:
and the Pamplemousse corner store sells chanterelles:
Frank walking away from the house and towards his on-site studio with determination!
That day he snuck away for a few hours to practice French with those passing by and painted this lovely little "sketch"