Padron. The story behind the painting. The subjects I am drawn to are ones I have a connection with. I have great memories of walking in Spain.  I remember especially Padron.  We were tired and weary, and tried to order some food in the small hotel we were staying in. My Spanish is limited enough and things we not going well, when a guy from a large group sitting in the bar, asked if he could help. He convinced the lady to bring us some us some bread and cheese, though the kitchen was closed. Turned out he was from Kilkenny (fluent – his wife is Spanish). In fact the whole group was from Kilkenny, about ten of them. Great guys.

Padron is a lovely little town, famous for its peppers. The centrepiece is the cathedral. There is also (as far as I can remember) a series of steps (like hundreds) up to a shrine, but we didn’t climb those. We were already tired from the long walk of the day.

So I channelled all of my memories into a line and wash painting. I was happy with the finished product, but it turned out that a number of people were interested in it, so I decided to get some prints made. Today I sold a print, and also the original. Happy days. The buyer’s fond memories of the place dovetailed neatly with my own.

I still have prints available, a nice present perhaps for a Camino vetern.