Better late than never: village viewing

I have been cursed with bad timing. If I join a company, it announces a massive restructure or simply shuts down. Today is another example. As I head down through France, my friend Jenny is holding the preview of her art exhibition and I’ll miss it. 

I am going to arrive 24 hours too late to be able to join her and guests at the vernissage, as it’s called in French, in Castillonnès tonight.

The village is about 20km south of Bergerac and Jenny is one of the first people I met there. She is a former head of art at a school in London and principal moderator for an exam board.

She also teaches art in Castillonnès and, each year, she showcases her work with an exhibition at the Salle de Carbonnier on the central square.

She specialises in flowers and still life paintings and, more recently, shoes. We have one of her paintings hanging at home. Unusually for her, it’s a landscape, painted in the fields around Castillonnès.

Fortunately, her exhibition is on until 11 August, so I’ll be able to pop in and see her latest works. I may not buy another painting – fitting them into my car’s tiny boot is an issue – but I always like to come away with some of her greetings cards.

So, while I can’t make the preview, I won’t miss out altogether.

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