overnight snowfall
as always for us it is the right person for the right painting. today, a cool gal out west, named Lorna, has found and liked our overnight snowfall enough to want to take it home with her; in this case, … Continue reading →
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pulling a Bonnard
Bonnard was of the mind a painting was never finished. when he visited friends, they would hide any work of his they owned, as sooner of later during the visit he would disappear and inevitably be found continuing to work … Continue reading →
new winter work
no slow beginning to the new year once again january is zoomin’ on by faster than ….um… as if it can’t fast enough, far enough away from december……(never really stopped working over the holidays, yet in so far as january … Continue reading →
infinity rings
Over the last 30 years Wendy and I have worked specific ideas, in this case, water patterns resembling galaxies’ spirals, infinity rings, pushed each as far as it was willing to let me at any given time, then let it … Continue reading →
pig painting resurfaces
got a heads up from friend Carol Cassie Leah that one of my pig watercolours from another lifetime, from a farm up stouffeville sideroad was up for auction. long story and i wont go into it here as it serves … Continue reading →
day for sparkles
it is new years eve, and events today happily unfolded in such a way as to put together a post about a new series ????? worked out this week…interesting bordering on amazing this one already spoken for…. “day so clear … Continue reading →
HAPPY NEW YEAR
KEEPING IT SIMPLE, WISHING EVERYONE A VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR
Continue reading →sunlines
a sssssseries called sunlines, the light from the sun traveling over the day drawing across our snow covered winter, are all about line and design, can be seen one the one hand, as simpler ideas trees and their emanating shadows, … Continue reading →
H A P P Y. H O L I D A Y S . E V E R Y O N E.
H A P P Y . H O L I D A Y S. E V E R Y O N E.
Continue reading →black river birch reflections
black river east of coopers falls the blacktop running on its way to Queen Lizzy Wildlands park, is mere inches from the river, with trees clinging to the vertical enbankment some don’t make it, tipping over becoming floating reflections on … Continue reading →