We were flying through a place called Isle de Lerins, off the coast of Cannes, on a little boat. Somewhat sacrilèges to be blowing through that beautiful channel at full throttle, I know. But for the sake of art, I beg forgiveness.
Many of my watercolors are available, matted and framed, and shipped off by my son… in a store named, by coincidence, Miles Spencer Watercolor.