painting

This is one of the paintings I bought last week (you can click on it to enlarge). It is of the village, with the square predominant on the right, the plaza deserted except for two playful dogs. When the artist brought this out from the pile in storage, I knew immediately I had to have the painting. And not just because of the dogs! No, the painting depicts the village in a way I always want to remember it....After many dinners that have turned into late nights, we have escorted M.A. home to her house on the other side of the village. The dogs come with us, and because the motos have all been parked for the night, they are allowed to run free through the streets. Up and down side streets in search of kitties to chase, always returning to make sure we haven't strayed too far ourselves, the clicking of the dogs' nails on the cobblestones alerting us to their location. Eventually the street winds up to the plaza, and it is here that I always like to pause, look up at the stars, and take in the stillness, the absolute quiet of a village asleep. Until...galumph, galumph, precious Boo gallop/skips into the square and a few seconds later Mr. Beebs darts from a side street, low to the ground, ears back flying. We are all reunited. Okay, maybe I did buy the painting because of the dogs. :-) Hasta pronto, mylifeinspain