Paper work

It is re-focus time in the studio.  I have all weekend for this – just one little gig for an hour today, then back at it. I think of studio as a map both for and of my mind.  It’s a container for schedule; a flexible structure that can be altered according to the needs … More Paper work

fathoms

I stare at the handle of a red screwdriver and use my ears to see the space around me.  There are tires scribing the wet street three floors down; the clock ticks each second in counterpoint to the keys on my laptop.  Furnace just kicked in like a huge breathing thing acres wide and deep; … More fathoms

Solo

Snow is both light and heavy, slow and fast, visible and not. It’s a season of contrast. I live in a Canadian province that stretches from Windsor/Detroit (on a latitudinal par with Northern California) to Hudson’s Bay – a stretch between 42 and 57N; from carolinian forest to tundra – “Ontario is Canada’s second largest … More Solo

Fuel

Only slowly have I become aware of the enormous reservoir that floats above me like a helium ship vast, volatile impossible I am Astonished I’d have noticed it years ago, but I’ve only recently developed the habit of looking up Like the water towers in every small town there’s a name writ in large letters … More Fuel

#Selfie 11 – Truth beneath the truth

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