A gentle artist of note from Ubud
Everyday in Penestanan, Ubud, we pass I Wayan Pugur. A gentle, old, artist, busying-away in his workshop between the rice paddies. He looks up over the rim of his glasses and smiles a wide smile with soft eyes. Sometimes, when he’s finished painting for the day, you’ll find him playing out with the taxi drivers at the other side of the valley. There’s something eternally mischievous about him.