I stand before the quiet Alpine village of Oberwil im Simmental, its wooden farmhouses resting gently in the green valley of the Bernese Alps. The spring air feels cool on my skin as I mix soft greens and warm ochres, trying to capture how the meadows glow after the long winter thaw. Light drifts across the rooftops, the same rooftops I’ve seen in countless photographs of this place, and I let my brush follow the rhythm of the mountains rising behind them. As I paint, I feel the village opening like a flower, inviting me to preserve its calm, awakening beauty on my canvas.
