Canada Day has come and gone. Energy spread all across this country leading up to July 1, 2017. I spent the weekend of July 1 in Kingston, Ontario. The park in which I stood all day, talking to people, was filled with red and white. T-shirts in every size, hats in every shape with CANADA written […]
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The wilderness of Canada has always inspired my artworks. Lately, my paintings have changed, for my mind is focused on our birthday and the many Canadian spots I have seen from coast to coast. From the mountains of Alberta’s Bow Lake (left image) to a very bleak yet still beautiful day on a boat at West brook […]
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Relax is my word of the day, for a day filled with rain and thunder. Yes, spring is here. Where do you relax? In your bedroom, your den, that big cozy chair in your living room? What do you like to do? Write, read, listen to music, talk to a friend or your kids? Or just sit and do […]
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Inspirations run deep. Sometimes a painting starts out as one thing and ends up something totally different. If I let the process be free, great things often happen. I strive for a story to form for every painting. I want to re-define nature – wilderness – the feelings and thoughts while being in the backcountry. On my canoe trips […]
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I meet the loveliest people doing what I do and believe every person I meet touches me in some way. A woman who had purchased three paintings during the past 6 years called me this summer and told me an amazing story. She then said “And who better to ask my request, than the best artist I know.” I […]
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It will have to be enough. The last canoe trip is over. Now it is time to lay down paint and see what this summer has shown me. I need the wilderness. I love all things wild and my artistries reflect this. In my paintings I first create an abstract base using colours I feel […]
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Spring. Inescapably, I hear it through my bedroom window. A cardinals’ song wakes me every morning at 4:30. This is the day I got up at 5:45 (my artist self does not do this unless I am on the way to an airport for those ungodly early departures) and stepped out onto my wet back deck to […]
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