Pages from sketchbook in Italy
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As we left the island this enormous cloud hung in the sky. It remained in the sky for all of our journey; as soon as we reached Castiglione, it vanished.[/caption]
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Little ancient wooden stature of St. Francis. As I looked into it's little house I saw that the whole of the roof is covered in little bee nests, then I saw them zooming in and out, their long thin bodies hanging suspended in the air. They
are gradually transforming the body of St. Francis into little cones on the ceiling.[/caption]
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So many bodily associations which resonated with me. I loved the feeling in this Church.[/caption]