“Hot Pink Love Scarf” Mixed Textiles, DS
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So the collection of birds grows. It is a practice, perhaps a contemplative practice, that found me at 10 years old. I had to create a project for school with coloured pencil drawings and original research. I chose birds of Ontario. I had just moved back to Canada after 5 years in Scotland. The woman across the street helped me. I do not remember how I met her but I recall her name: Mrs. Beaton. This photo of one of my favourite birds, the pink one in my collection, is a shout out to her, thank you, you helped me form a lifelong practice.
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A poem of early morning prayers complete
A bedside exercise remembered
Opening the door for a cool breath
Coffee strong with microwaved milk
Viewing email over the forested mountains
Cedars with cones swaying
Multi-layered birdsong
The first kiss
Caesar salad with prawns
Forbidden reading while eating
A painted idea
An invitation to meet
Coloured lanterns by the sea
A talk with just you and me
Watching Crown on TV
Local gallery hopping
Purging abundant art files
Divesting the studio of heaps
A gathering of thinkers
A party of prayers
A class expected
A sleeping child
Research in progress
Writing as process
Words on a page
Violet celadon crimson
Poems published
Paintings juried in
Music rising inside and
Escaping as joy.
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