On Friendship and Frescoes

It was clear when we were standing at the doorway of Franny Golden's gallery that she had a special relationship with Kate. The sing-song 'woo-hoo!' said volumes as she trundled down to the door and let us in. The beautifully finished tile floor and mosaic pattern that she's begun to work on tell us that this is a woman of ways. Since birds are special to me, I was drawn to the paintings she had on the left as we entered the gallery. They're lovely little birds, gathered in and centered in their fields of color. After taking in her work, we continued through into her house. It was a beautiful topsy-turvy spiraling bungalo stacked on three levels. She has painted murals on just about every flat surface.



Kate bought a big chunk of Cantal from the Auvergne and ham from the market that morning. With salad, it was lunch. I was thankful she brought me along. I believe that Franny Golden knows something important. I've already told mother that if Franny is this side of the pond the next time she comes, we should go down on a discovery trip through the area and she should take some drawing classes with her. Her work was really thought provoking and beautiful.

The wall in Franny's Kitchen.