Wednesday, 16 January 2013

The Day There Was No Sky

"What is your favourite memory?", she asked. After a long pause, my mind answered through my lips:

"The day fog wrapped the naked trees. A blanket of snow below my feet, warm greyness as high as I could see and a delicious, dense mist everywhere else. Only the arms of the trees stuck out.

I felt like I was walking in a grown up tale. There was no castle, but my mind floated in sweet quietness. Yes, that is my favourite memory." 


Wednesday, 9 January 2013


I had a surprise voicemail yesterday. A familiar, cheery voice asked if I'd give a two hour lesson. Given that it's at a place where I myself have taken workshops and received much advice, I agreed without hesitation.

I have about a month to put together a lesson plan so the host can market the workshop in advance. Needless to say, the most challenging part of this will be the prep. Not being a prolific painter, I'd have a hard time making a painting from start to finish, all the while answering questions. I decided I'll likely set up works in various stages of development as well as some finished paintings and then concentrate on demonstrating a few techniques. I'll include texture, using gels, plexiglass, incorporating found objects and a little experiment at the end. 

I'm looking forward to giving back a little at a place where I've found so much support and inspiration. Stay tuned.

Friday, 4 January 2013

Pride Before Wisdom

This couple was a study in buffoonery. One of them, entirely consumed with purpose, strutting around, seemingly unaware of the surroundings. A splendid example of unenlightened elegance, he owned the sidewalk. The other, hesitant and apparently of higher schooling, watched with amusement. "Go ahead," she snickered, "check it out for me."