As I understand it, way back in the day the Roman’s thought that special places…stately groves, shimmering pools, intensely lovely country lanes…had personalities. Each had a spirit. A genius loci. My guess is that the cluster of mental material that accumulated in the minds of frequent visitors to such places caused place-specific personalities to form in their thoughts. That’s the sort of thing I’m playing at with the image above, which I think of as sort of a capriccio. A fantasy of a bygone place and time.