Posted on May 8, 2017
UP COMING EVENT
WAYNE ARTHUR GALLERY SEPTEMBER 2 to 29, 2017
OPENING RECEPTION: Thursday, September 7th 7-9pm
Join us for some food, refreshments and great conversation!
SATURATION! – Intense colour and heavy paint application are used to explore themes of emotional and sensory overload, fullness and abundance.
Posted on May 6, 2017
Posted on May 6, 2017
The ‘sKNOWflake’ series is an exploration of social hypocrisy, individual accountability, balance, repetition and cumulative effects. Each digital work was created by using Smart Phone technology to operate a portable virtual studio. The birth of each flake starts with a ‘guerilla’ style image taken on the move with my iPhone, most as a passenger while traveling, but sometimes I am driving and pull over to get out and capture an image. The image is then manipulated through various apps and combined with screenshots of articles, graphs, charts and jargon related to the original photo and often referencing various points of view on a trending environmental topic. Once each digital image is complete it is then printed on canvas. Some I have taken a step further and ‘Modified’, by hand, with various materials such as gold leaf, paint, embroidery, beads and found objects juxtaposing contemporary against traditional, handmade against manmade.
“No snowflake in an avalanche ever feels responsible.”– Stanislaw Jerzy Lec
Posted on May 6, 2017
Mindful Mittens are a each carrying a contemporary message to ponder. Nålbinding is an ancient method of fabric construction which is often referred to as Viking Knitting, due to the fact it has been discovered in numerous Viking archeological burial sites. Hand-Delivered explores current man-made social and environmental issues through the use of ancient craft.
Posted on May 6, 2017
Posted on May 5, 2017
Posted on July 18, 2016
I have drawn on location outdoors a few times with the Winnipeg Sketch Club, but never painted outdoors. Even the few times I have been out drawing in the past, it was never with instruction, so this was a brand new experience and I really enjoyed it. I was fortunate to get one of 15 spots available in the workshop led by Kenora artist, Melissa Jean.
It was truly a fantastic day with GREAT instruction, beautiful vistas to paint, a yummy lunch included, as well as a talented and fun group to paint with….even the weather co-operated! Not too sunny, not too hot, not too cloudy….the perfect Goldilocks kind of day, everything was JUST RIGHT. The day was filled with laugher and motivating challenges to help snap us out of our comfort zones. I joined the 37 minute painting club, learned a great deal regarding gear set up and what to bring, as well as some great tips on colour selection and mixing by utilizing a limited palette and mixing cool through warm.
Now I cannot wait to get out side and paint again!! Fingers crossed for this weekend to be nice so I can get some much needed practice in! Visit Melissa Jean Art to view a selection of her gorgeous Canadian landscape inspired works.
Thanks for stopping by, happy creating!!
Posted on June 26, 2016
ohhhhhh, I do love peonies, there is no doubt. I’ve been wanting a peony bed here on our property since the day we moved in….10 years ago! Where does the time go?! After much discussion, finally, last summer (year #9) we decided to build a raised bed around our ugly hydro pole that sits obstructing the view in the centre of the yard. Around this pole has always been a low spot that water tends to pond and after a rain is messy to cut so hubby was happy to see it covered….providing, I not let it become a weed bed. Done I said! And off we went!
<normally I would insert a photo of the project here, but for some unknown reason I didn’t take any!!!!?!?? GASP!!!!! I am not quite sure if they got deleted or if I really didn’t take any, which is completely unlike me, but would be Murphy’s Law because of the thousands of photos I do have I don’t have the one I want! LOL!>
My dear friend Darlene gifted me four beautiful peony plants to get things started. Two heritage style single bloom variety, which have been passed down in her family for nearly 100 years! Talk about heritage!! I had never seen a single variety and they certainly didn’t disappoint! They bloomed earlier than the others which was a welcomed sight!
As well as two gorgeous double whites which are still going strong nearing the end of June, with an intoxicating fragrance out of this world. So strong that walking in our pasture on the east of them I even caught a faint smell!
As well last fall I purchased from a couple bubble gum pink doubles, and they have come and gone in between the ones Darlene gave me so that was perfect blooming choreography. The pinks were also quite fragrant, although not as strongly scented as the white. Their bright pink buds reminded me of giant gumballs, I’ve nicknamed them my Hubba Bubba peonies. lol
Sounds like this project has now received the Husband Stamp of Approval….as this week we just had a conversation about how this bed is over flowing we need to build another one adjacent to this, or even adding a series of raised beds!?!! Perhaps my peony collecting obsession can continue to grow!?! 😉
Next on my acquisition list…… some of these big bright deep magentas! We went for my birthday dinner at Pineridge Hollow this year (…and it was awesome! Might even have to make that an annual occurrence!) then walked through their gardens afterwards. Their peony beds are definitely something to envy!! So beautiful. ❤
Thanks for stopping by!
Posted on June 20, 2016
I spent two wonderful afternoons this past weekend, hanging out with a bunch of other creatives; chit-chatting about plants and gardening; and of course, the reason we were all there, drawing flowers during MAWA’s Botanical Illustration Workshop instructed by Linda Fairfield.
I signed up for this workshop with a goal in mind to do more drawings of the flora and fauna around my studio. Instead of looking outside for inspiration, I feel the need right now to turn inwards and examine my daily life. I also have a plein-air workshop coming up at Falcon Trails Resort, July 9th for the same purpose, to help me get outside in my own yard and paint or draw.
Having never done botanical illustration work before, I wasn’t sure what to expect, but thought I’d keep an open mind and have fun with it. I have done technical drafting, so there were some similarities regarding scale, notations, etc. if you really want to be old school and follow the illustration ‘rules’, but I’m not interested in being hardcore about the process at this point, I still want a certain art, not completely illustration to the works. What I was surprised by was how much I enjoyed taking that step back-to-basics by slowing down and drawing from life again. It was quite relaxing, almost meditative work, studying our plants, focusing on their tiniest details. Quite literally, taking time to stop and smell the roses!!
Thanks taking the time to stop by!
Posted on June 18, 2016
Maybe grab a tissue, it could get dusty in here.
Now let me start off by saying, I’m not unexperienced at handling grief. I’ve come to know the wound left by the loss of a loved one does slowly, albeit painfully, heal; eventually turning into a beautiful scar that you carry with you always. And even though life is never the same, you are able to move forward with memories to hold, reminding you of that loved one’s place in your life. I’ve lost many family and friends, of both the human and animal variety, to this point in my life and if I continue on my life journey the reality is I will lose more. I recall my first real understanding of the finality of death came with the loss of my pony, Danny Boy, at about the age of 8. I’ve lost a Great-grandparent; both sets of Grandparents; my Dad to suicide; two co-workers I was quite close to; as well as our beloved dogs Baron and Helix ….all of which had a strong, lasting impact on my life. At times I have felt overwhelming sorrow, pain and emptiness grieving for each and every one of them.
So losing another dog to cancer at the senior age of 10 shouldn’t come as a complete shock. I mean, come on now, I understand how life works at this point and I know none of us is getting out of here alive. As well, I am fully aware that our four legged friends typically have a shorter stays on the blue dot than our two legged ones (unless you have a turtle, they will probably out live you and maybe even your children). But then again, I am getting older and having to face my own mortality; so maybe this death just has me thinking more (or maybe it’s menopause and I’m just more emotional?).
Regardless, Rhythm’s death has been a difficult one and even though I’ve come to accept her passing, I am still dealing with feelings of anger and confusion. After all, she was an Australian Cattle Dog, they are supposed to live forever! Ok, well maybe not forever, but ACD’s are a hardy breed that have even held the oldest dog title in the past. If you don’t believe me check out Bluey, who lived to the ripe old age of 29 years 6 months and 12 days! Rhythm was active and had no health issues for the past 10 years. Honestly, I thought she’d be with us for at least another 5 years. It was my French Bulldog, Dooley, who I’ve been nursing with an injury that had me thinking for the past 18 months we’d be saying good-bye to him sooner than later. But, I guess the universe thought I needed a reminder to embrace the moment and live every minute fully and completely, as life rarely goes according to your plans or what you think is supposed to happen.
OH Rhythm, we miss you! I miss you.
We miss your how your tail moved like a propeller when you loped out ahead of us on our daily walks; we miss how a Heeler never comes without a gift, and that you always somehow found a toy to bring back for an endless game of fetch. We miss your intense stare; your head in the dishwasher; I miss stepping on you every time I back up from my easel; we even miss the tumbleweed balls of hair rolling across the hardwood floors (seriously, you shed…A LOT!); we miss how you talked in growls & grumbles; your competitive nature at having to strike like a lightening flash across the room to get to a chew toy that no one else was even remotely interested in; we miss giving you shit for heeling the Frenchies. We miss so many more things too, but most of all we miss your hugs. You were the best hugger ever.
Until we meet again my Silly Goose, I promise to hold your memories dear and close to my heart. I still feel you at my side and I am sorry we had to say good-bye too soon. The yard is filled with your spirit and I am glad that we were able to bring your earthly body home and lay you to rest here in the place where we loved spending our days together. The Froglets and I visit your grave often. Did I mention we miss you?!?!??? Hugs my sweet, Pretty Girl. Sleep easy and rest in peace until we meet again on the other side. You were a once in a lifetime dog. 💙💙💙
Thank you for stopping by and I promise to try and make next post on a little lighter note.