Years ago I began a large painting, one of my first large pictures. Painted it in the living room of my parents’ North Carolina home using a ladder as an easel. The motif was based on a parcel of land down the street from their home. I tried to transform it into Renaissance Italy, the sort of place one of Giorgione’s gals would hang out.
These are samples of the several compositional drawings. (There was a bunch. I’m not sure what happened to them all.) Looking through old notebooks, I found this one made in pencil (above) and this other in conte crayon (below). The crayon adds to the Italian feeling, don’t you think?