Gascogne or the magic country of my childhood. Hills and fields coloured like patchwork; little ways running through thickets towards pink villages; vines planted to the horizon, blue sky where sun is shinning during long summers... Here is the dear portrait of Gers where I was born. Happiness and tender peace of Gascogne. |
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Pen Drawing Figurative Indian & Sepia ink Watercolor Pencils 50x65cm |