Walking the quaint stone paved streets of ancient Bruges, across delightful bridges set over meandering rivers, we came to an open-air market that was just about closing down for the day. Apparently, the people really know how to live life, starting the market at six in the morning and closing at noon!
There was only one artist still selling, although she too just seemed to be there, to chill with her friends. She spoke funny, looked just out of a bad production of Cats, but she tried to sell bigger paintings with passion, even opening up the ones already packed for the day.
Such was her charm, that we decided to get this really odd shaped, vertical painting that showed the steeped roofs of the charming belfry that dominates the old town skyline of Bruges.