It’s a climb to get to Paul Cezanne’s studio halfway up the hill from town, on the avenue named after him. While the garden gives a respite from the strong light of Provence, a number of photographs of the interior glow with it, as do the exterior walls which play with light and dark, washing out the color of the walls. At the time of my visit, visitors were not permitted to take images inside the studio – which was a real disappointment. I was escorted to the room and watched like a hawk by a guide. The studio itself is filled with the still lifes that Cezanne painted.