Art

Snowfall, December 2016.

December 8, 2016

A twenty degree angle, up from the east to the west.  After 36 hours of fierce but invisible wind, the snow has begun.  I’m relieved. ah, this year, this year. As I would with child coming down from his destructive tantrum, I want to dose this year with a well-laced hot toddy and tuck it firmly into […]

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In search of light-heartedness

November 27, 2016

The bells, the paint, the studio cats who complain at the rain.  The reflective work, the promotional, the inquiring work, the rehearsals, the gigs, the scheduling work, the self nourishment which since November 9 has increasingly been – hard work. The grim manifestation of positive, hopeful, pro-active paintings, songs and video as I emerge slow and […]

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Approaching trust

November 18, 2016

Sideways. With a wary eye, but kindly. It’s always a risk.  That’s the point, I think – risk. The risk of generosity, of inclusion. If you choose to include rather than exclude, if you offer trust and generosity no matter what, you risk changing your idea, your world view, your mind and your self.  This is […]

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I feel change

November 6, 2016

It’s a mouth-taste, odd.  Also pit of my stomach when I notice I’ve casually ‘turned over a stone’ and uncovered memories from 13 years ago.  Remembering I ran away then, wondering at the grand plan that overrode those better instincts and pinned me like a specimen inside a story that wasn’t mine. For a decade. […]

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Grand Plan

October 31, 2016

In the corner of my well-collected room there is a gilded chair, with cushions of soft cedar green. I observe both chair and my pleasure in it, thinking how odd it is to have something right there in my room so finely made that the gilding is not ostentatious, but appropriate. I do not sit in […]

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Once upon a tone…

October 12, 2016

I’m having trouble reading.  A smorgasboard of fascinating printed material, practically glowing inside beautifully designed covers – right in front of me, and I can’t find the anchor point, the stillness that gives permission to dive in and engage, without great effort. It’s not glasses – I replaced my old foggy set with two exceptionally […]

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Value

October 4, 2016

What an intense beginning to October it has been.  It feels like I’ve been birth canal-ed – squeezed into a ‘passage through’ from that September of structural change (schedule, mental, energetic) into this October of ‘Now, GROW’.  This is the first morning of stillness after a massive storm of People and Events and I find myself […]

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To Locate

September 15, 2016

I resist the obviousness of GPS as a tool to locate, navigate, identify.  Most interesting to me is when GPS is wrong, as in the case this spring when a K-W woman, travelling in deep fog at the tip of the Brice Peninsula, drove her car into Georgian Bay instead of the Hotel parking lot. There […]

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Indications

September 5, 2016

I wake among the starlings, deep inside their morning discussion, which centres mostly on comings and goings.  It’s a boisterous, cultural ballyhoodle, ritualized by the turning of the year. Starlings time their arrivals and departures here to the spring and fall equinox, just as we do our school years, our arts industry seasons, interesting.  I […]

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Road Pizza Summer

August 27, 2016

Becalmed.  Deeply uncomfortable, since I expected forward movement.   There’s nowhere to go but down, into the fathoms of unexplored shadowlands beneath my hull.  Heat stroke like a sluggishness drug, an IV drip drip to erode the well-focused plan until I only vaguely remember what, why, how… Like road pizza I’m pissed off by this. I […]

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Back in.

July 6, 2016

Sideways works best. I’ve been away from this studio for a month – longest time in three years – to work at sorting out old family issues that had reached a boiling point, then (surprise) to feed and look after a teenage cat mama and her three kittens who appeared in my house half-way through June.  Quite a […]

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