Tag: postcard

  • A good walk‘s spoils. A sunset on the Chasseral.

    A good walk‘s spoils. A sunset on the Chasseral.

    I nearly packed the second slice of cardboard onto my one-night backpack for the Chasseral. The thought of a mountain scenery landscape was almost too good to resist. However, being less the sturdy board and more the flexi-card type, the idea and object were quickly left behind. The second idea floating about in search of…

  • By the water, a moving glow with every glance.

    By the water, a moving glow with every glance.

    Thank you for reading another zen Monday. Every Monday is zen Monday. Always a weekly dose of Japanese ink painting coupled with one photograph from my archives. Sometimes a poem. The holiday season issue of my digital letter covering all things art-related will be coming out soon. You can subscribe here: https://mafaldatenente.com/newsletter I love the…

  • Capturing the warmth of an autumn harvest.

    Capturing the warmth of an autumn harvest.

    Thank you for reading another zen Monday. Every Monday is zen Monday. Always a weekly dose of Japanese ink painting coupled with one photograph from my archives. Sometimes a poem.

  • Every sketching day is a good day.

    Every sketching day is a good day.

    Thank you for reading another zen Monday. Every Monday is zen Monday. Always a weekly dose of Japanese ink painting coupled with one photograph from my archives. Sometimes a poem. This week we carry on with the Crete tour, after an unexpected hiatus. Thank you for your understanding and for your continuing engagement. Today I…

  • On a slow afternoon, gazing at the olive tree and the rugged.

    On a slow afternoon, gazing at the olive tree and the rugged.

    Thank you for reading another zen Monday. Every Monday is zen Monday. Always a weekly dose of Japanese ink painting coupled with one photograph from my archives. There is one week left to see (or buy) all the beautiful prints at the mini print exhibition taking place in Tokushima, Japan. All the details on my…

  • By the river gorge, ripe figs burst open to a rising caw.

    By the river gorge, ripe figs burst open to a rising caw.

    The autumn cold is settling in, but in Crete figs can still be seen in trees and olive harvest is just beginning. Over the last couple of weeks I had the chance to enjoy some beautiful Mediterranean landscapes in Crete and I will be sharing some of these moments with you.