In Provence, whenever I walked my dog, I saw a tree in the middle of tall grass that seemed perfect to draw. First, I made a quick sketch, but then I decided it would be nice to paint it on a board. I started painting outside, but I couldn’t finish it in one go. The next day, it rained, and the rest of the week was really cold. I finally finished the painting when I came back home. It’s a nice souvenir of a wonderful time in France.
