My phone is in Kingston, 200 km of driving sleet and transport trucks ago. I travel through this with my daughter from my aunt to my niece. There’s a rightness to the timing. In the Museum of Civilization in Gatineau I find a plug upstairs after the cafe closes. There’s a bench with cushions so I … More Bill Reid, Through and In
acres of open acres and acres of open grassland like water in the wind but grass sings differently than water, if you listen Grass sings air On the treadmill today I close my eyes and listen to Africa my shoulders stop fighting gravity and every muscle is fluid easy, open, walking steady and forever like … More #Selfie 14: trust
I’m at the stage of production for this show that’s the most intense on all levels – emotional, psychological, mental and physical. Each piece has its’ own trajectory and arc, and I work in collaboration with this. There are sixteen different painting ‘trajectories’ to define and follow to completion – in 22 days – if … More #Selfie 11 – Truth beneath the truth
We were in my studio where almost every inch of wall, floor table and shelf is crammed with stuff in process and use, with tools, & paint & vine charcoal & buttons & books & thread & blank paper & other paper covered with notes or ideas or solo, duet, trio, quartet or orchestral music. … More How do you know?