For the month of August, I’m spending three weeks at Obras Art Residency in Evora Monte, Portugal. In the beautiful countryside among the cork trees and orange moon.
When the days are as hot as can be, life can feel a bit romantic. It’s an authentic kind of heat, to sweat through and indulge in. I’ve found a place to write beneath a tree that is said to be magical, a resident told me. Brings ideas. It has a metal bench, a desk, and sometimes a one-eared cat Flore.
We come together in the evenings for a shared dinner, wine and stories. You really don’t need much else.