Many of my stories are set in this beautiful region of southern France where I live. There’s so much to see: mountains, beaches, beautiful old towns and villages. Local festivals are a must-see. Many feature bulls. Health and safety doesn’t feature much in our local fiestas, although that is changing slowly. In this picture, the Camargue horsemen are running the bull through the streets of our village. You can just see his legs in the middle. The pavements are barricaded and the young-bloods compete to retrieve the red garland from the bull’s horns. My short story Gardien de Taureau was inspired by this event and now forms a chapter in my novel Trobairitz.
Sometimes, I can’t resist having a go at my own artwork. This one shows a typical view of vineyards and villages perched on top of hills. Some are called bastides, even older ones are circulades, built in the shape of a spiral.
My novel Yesterday’s Shoes features a village like these.