Dear beloved guests, friends, art and book aficionados,
It is with an air mattress-sized hole in our hearts that we bid adieu to the building where our cherished Convento Inn and Artists Residency Project, has resided for the past six years.
Alas, our lease hath expired like last week's leftovers in the fridge, leaving us no choice but to close our doors (and windows, for that matter) as of April 30th, 2024. We are thankful for these 6 years of intellectual degustation and artistic suppers with joyful wine pairings by the fire, whilst trying to find humor in the business of flies on warm summer nights, with Sartre, Camus and Golding as the perfect swat team, by the pool side.
But fear not, fellow adventurers and seekers of creativity! The Convento project is not vanishing into the ether like a ghost in a Picasso painting. Nay, we are merely packing up our paintbrushes and relocating to a new canvas. The address of our reincarnation shall be revealed in due time, like a suspenseful plot twist in a Netflix series.
We extend our deepest gratitude to all the wonderful souls who have graced our humble abode with their presence over the past six years. Your laughter, your stories, and your occasionally questionable art installations have made this journey immensely valuable and hilariously fun.
Until we meet again, keep dreaming, keep creating, and keep being the fabulous creatures that you are.
With paint-splattered love and whimsical nostalgia, we bid you
Au Revoir
It is with an air mattress-sized hole in our hearts that we bid adieu to the building where our cherished Convento Inn and Artists Residency Project, has resided for the past six years.
Alas, our lease hath expired like last week's leftovers in the fridge, leaving us no choice but to close our doors (and windows, for that matter) as of April 30th, 2024. We are thankful for these 6 years of intellectual degustation and artistic suppers with joyful wine pairings by the fire, whilst trying to find humor in the business of flies on warm summer nights, with Sartre, Camus and Golding as the perfect swat team, by the pool side.
But fear not, fellow adventurers and seekers of creativity! The Convento project is not vanishing into the ether like a ghost in a Picasso painting. Nay, we are merely packing up our paintbrushes and relocating to a new canvas. The address of our reincarnation shall be revealed in due time, like a suspenseful plot twist in a Netflix series.
We extend our deepest gratitude to all the wonderful souls who have graced our humble abode with their presence over the past six years. Your laughter, your stories, and your occasionally questionable art installations have made this journey immensely valuable and hilariously fun.
Until we meet again, keep dreaming, keep creating, and keep being the fabulous creatures that you are.
With paint-splattered love and whimsical nostalgia, we bid you
Au Revoir