Now let’s go. First thing: drink lots of water, this is heavy work! Clean up the studio. You know you want to. And then maybe hang a little golden snowflake from your brushes so your precious tools feel the Christmas spirit. Been
Drove to Sudeley Castle this Sunday because it was the last the castle would be open until next March, and so my last chance to visit the beautiful castle and grounds for the year. It’s such a beautiful drive across
Ran out yesterday morning before tea! I know, unheard of
Walking thru the gate into the fields this December afternoon into a soft and misty world. Above me, a pigeon takes flight. Then five, then fifty. The trill of their frantic wing beats cut thru the softness. Then, the copse
Occasionally I’m overcome with fear. Some little demon of despair perches on my left shoulder, drags his fingertips across my heart and utters wicked things like, “You’ll never make anything interesting. This art of yours is nothing but a hobby and
Do you ever do this? Do you ever have to face a trying situation and look forward to a day ahead when you know that situation will be over? I’ve been doing that for three months now. Autumn’s been rather
I feel very Canadian some days. Yesterday I walked thru The Bay’s signature department. There’s something about those four colours that feel comfy and warm. They are called Queen Anne’s colours but I prefer the old First Nation’s folklore:
The magic sequence, the golden ration, the divine proportions. Simple. Pure. Sometimes, when I look point my camera at something, an instinctive code in my brain fires up and I move the camera a little to the right, left, up, down,
Yesterday we had a visit. Someone came knocking on the kitchen door. The female neighbourhood raccoon came by with her four almost fully grown kits. They came to look in on Morgan. “Look Morgan, one is touching your bowl.” “Look Morgan, one is standing on