La tourette I painted this scene the last trip I went to see my mother before she passed away ,It had been a long time since I had seen snow in France . My nephew and I walked the intire village ,This small tourette stands in the entrance of the town , and I really didn't know why ? until my nephew said it used to be an old toll station , in the old days you use to have pay a tax if you were bringing livestock into the town. When you grow up you take all the history of the past for granted. we always learn something !
it was a nice crisp morning , oil on canvas 4x5 framed