Going For Gold

Going for Gold
575.00

Size: - 24” x 24”

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The exercise of painting is a constant search for light and I thought about light often while painting “Going for Gold”. Light is what informs the artist when painting or sketching. Without light, the exercise of translating a three-dimensional object or scene into a two-dimensional one would be flat and uninteresting. Painting is also a form of meditation and while painting, these were some of my thoughts.

I thought about Light being associated with daytime, darkness with night

Where would we be with light – darkness would fill our world. The Arctic is inflicted with darkness throughout the day for several months of the year.  Even in more southern climes, too many winter days without sun are a cause for complaint. The absence of light for an extended period is known to cause depression and sadness. As humans, we depend on light to normalize our moods and our days.

I thought about Light being associated with happiness.

Another use of the word light is to associate it with a happy personality – as in “he/she lights up my life” or “he/she lit up the room upon entering”. Seemingly, the atmosphere in the room changes when such a person enters. This situation is most certainly true for people when they find love.

I thought about Light being associated with Christianity

Light is a significant and positive notion throughout the Bible. The following verses speak for themselves.

And God said “Let there be Light,” and there was light. God saw that the light was good and he separated the light from the darkness. (Genesis 1:3)

Your word is a lamp for my feet, a light on my path. (Psalm 119:105)

And the words of Jesus:

In the same way, let your light shine before others, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven. (Matthew 5:16)

I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life. (John 8:12)

In summary, my meditations on light came to the conclusion that in my life, it is all encompassing, from the act of painting to the act of worship.

Kindred Spirits

Kindred Spirits
550.00

Size 24” x 24”. Can be viewed at Cedar Creek Gallery & Gifts, 2805 Hwy 60, Dwight, Ontario P0A 1H0. 705-970-7878

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Not too long ago, my friend and I were hiking along the shore of yet another pristine northern lake laden down with all of our painting gear. Paints, palette,  brushes, easels, lunches and snacks and water add up to quite a weight in my backpack. Always the optimist, I trudge along, hoping that the view that I am looking for is nearer rather than farther!

This particular afternoon, it was hot. Very hot. And I was wishing that we hadn't begun this expedition. I was ready to drop my pack at the first fairly level spot and set up. We were on a small cliff which was about 25 feet off the water. I dropped my pack, but then my curiosity took me  a little further to see what was beyond the shrubbery at the edge of the side of the cliff. Carefully, I parted the bushes. The scene in front and below me was a small beach framed by cliffs on either side. and evoked freedom, adventure, oneness with nature, peace, and relaxation. Brilliant colour was juxtaposed with cool shade.  I didn't see any signs of the owners but this scene was enough to inspire me. I have not had the thrill of kayaking yet but these kayaks looked so splendid and colourful sitting there resting on the beach. , I  have tried to capture the awesomeness of the panorama that lay before me. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did

Spring Freshet @ Km 6

Early in May, I travelled the short distance to Algonquin Park with my son. After visiting Ragged Falls and hearing and experiencing its mighty thunder, we went in search of a waterfall that I had seen only once before. I had suspicions that this waterfall existed only in the spring when the water was high. We crept along the highway while our eyes combed the edge of the forest ... suddenly, there it was! The rocks were stepping stones to where the water spilled out of the lake above. It was such a magical place. There were no bugs to speak of and the roar of the water blocked out all other noise. We were alone with nature and it was utterly peaceful and beautiful.