Delight-Filled Leaves Art
Since returning from my summer trip to our family farm with a pack of my great grandmother’s letters and journals, I’ve read two novels that resonated with my connection to the past. In fact, if I were to write a … Continued
I finally finished this painting that I started in 2007. I had started by painting the whole wooden panel yellow, and doing a photo transfer of the old barns that used to stand on our family farm. I also tried … Continued
I have a stack of negatives, about 90-100 years old, that my parents salvaged from “The Old House” which stood a few hundred metres from my childhood home. It was the home of my Great Grandfather’s brother, Harvey Duck. On … Continued
My experience with grieving is fortunately quite limited. I have lost all three of my grandparents since moving to British Columbia in 1999; all of them having lived full, long lives, with the final loss of my paternal grandmother on … Continued
Monica (Colby) Duck – September 2, 1920 – October 7, 2011 Birds, flowers, berry juice, the colour pink, simplicity, calm – these are all words that remind me of Grandma. I tried to find a good picture of her, and … Continued
A few pictures of my painting in progress. If it weren’t for this fever and cold, I would probably finish this painting in record time for me. I often spend up to s*ix months working on one painting, hanging it … Continued
Today in Canada it is Labour Day, a great excuse to have a long weekend in September. Four years ago, I wished so much that I was in labour, being five days overdue with my first baby, largely so that … Continued
I just picked up this canvas that has been gathering dust downstairs, and again wondered, “Is this finished or not?” To give a little background on this piece, it actually disguises a painting underneath that I gave up on, and … Continued
This summer we vacationed at my childhood farm in Southwestern Ontario, along the shore of Lake Erie and nestled in by a hedge of field corn, overgrowth, humidity, and the intense, throbbing hum of cicadas and crickets. People are often … Continued
I’ve been thinking about my Grandma a lot this week, Grandma Duck (nee Monica Gertrude Colby, Sept. 2, 1920), my last remaining grandparent. We grew up next door to each other, on the farm in Ontario, so we spent a … Continued