After all of my preparation, I have finally arrived at my first residency - here in east central Portugal. Lovely rolling landscape of cork oak trees, olive groves and vineyards. Have settled into "Portugal time", slowing down to an easy pace after the chaos of the journey.
Allowing the creative process to direct me instead of pushing, I am inspired by the ubiquitous cork oak tree, its pruning over the decades forcing its gnarled limbs every which way.
And beyond this tree "farm" is the watchful eye of Evoramonte, a medieval fortress town perched high above the landscape, witness to human inspiration and folly in all it's variations.