Here's a scan of one my real paints: a watercolour from a couple of months back, made on my way to visit Christo and Jeanne-Claude's The Floating Piers at Lake Iseo.
Coming from cold-weather Zürich, we arrived totally unprepared for a day in the beating sun. I ended up using my raincoat as a sun umbrella, and none of us brought enough drinking water. Visitors were not allowed to touch the water's edge, making the thirsty experience almost torturous at times - desperately wanting to jump into the idyllic lake but instead pacing on and on, walking along the undulating paths as if it were a pilgrimage. We found ourselves reaching a trance-like state, meditative at times, while watching an ambulance in the distance screech by to attend to an elderly woman who had collapsed.
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