Old Route to Vaison-la-Romaine

I imagine Kenneth Brannagh looking at your painting, Julian and, like in his Hamlet movie whispering with solemnity: - Beneath the Arch of quiet dark trees, a humble river silently was crossing over the old road; the poppies there alone were the witnesses of this miracle ...And it did seem that the Parish of birds hidden in the deep dark was singing its prayer to the all-glorious Nature." And then, he couldn't prevent some tears from running down his cheeks...Noble man.

as soon as i saw yr painting today i felt "i have been there " But i couldnt have and they were tiger lilies not poppies...which would have bloomed later on in summer...
so where? it is a beautiful painting and i wonder where the crossroad goes. many thanks gfs

This is a place I want to rest. How is it possible to paint such a nice place?

This painting on first viewing is very peaceful. Then you realize you cannot see arond the corner so it becomes mysterious. Finally, you realize that it is an impression of a place created by the brushstokes of colour that make it a both a fleeting moment and a frozen one. It is enchanting!

"arond the corner"should be around the corner. I was seduced by the painting and did not edit my comment. B