painter

Annie and Daniel left this morning. They took Pierre for a final lunch at Les Gourmandinent in Nyons and I stayed at home to prepare to go to Floris' house. He's a painter, originally from Holland, who has lived in Les Pilles for 27 years. He drew my sister when she was pregnant with her first baby and he recently asked if he could draw me. I wasn't sure but thought it was too good an opportunity to miss. So, I arrived at his house at 2pm and we chatted for a bit, he showed me some of his other paintings, and then he told me to be silent, stand in front of him holding my tummy, and he turned on the classical music and started to draw. It's a very weird experience, having someone staring at you like that, but it was amazing to watch him work. The drawing is a lot brighter in colour than I expected, and it doesn't really look like me, but I still love it. He told me he could tell I am connected to my "mother within". He gave me the drawing to keep and I will maybe go back for him to do a painting that he would keep and then probably sell - apparently, however, that takes about 3 days of sitting and is quite hard on the subject. We'll see if he gets in touch and wants to do it...and, more importantly, if I want to do it! I don't know if I could do 3 days sitting still!