Art, Passion, Life!

It was a fun-filled week-end with art, music, friends and sunshine. The artists of the group all got to know each other a bit better as most of us worked on different projects side by side. Visitors were slow but steady and some sales were made. Our high visibility promoted us more than we realize as I have been receiving enthusiastic questions and comments from the community ever since. I am in the process of setting up a studio in the barn that I hope to work in throughout the summer.

This is the logo for our newly formed group, I love it!
A circle of gesture and energy!
A group of 6 women and 4 men,
8 painters and 2 sculptors.
Our launch, "Passion, Art and Life", is this week-end outside an old barn that we have taken over
in front of the Grand Lodge Hotel, beside a lake and en route to the Mont-Tremblant ski resort.
Lots of traffic makes this a high profile spot but the barn is actually set back off the road and
somewhat in the woods so the setting is relaxing and condusive to creative exchanges with the public.
Our vernissage tomorrow night will be complete with wine and live jazz preformed by one of our
members who is also plays in a jazz band. Looking forward to a fun week-end spent with artists and art.

Flowers Everywhere

Haven't painted much this week, that biopsy threw me off and I've had a lot of low grade migraines plaguing me. But today was clearer, the pain eased up and I planted flowers most of the day, walked, picked wild flowers and went back to the studio refreshed and re-energized. This painting was done earlier in the spring and is called Flower Walk, not sure if it's finished yet.







I've been noticing the intensely green ferns everywhere lately, they are just begging to be painted so I have started in my head, here's some photos of the ones I have in mind and that keep asking me to paint them.

Slipping into Light

Yesterday I had a biopsy done on my left breast and the bleeding wouldn't stop for many hours so as I lay there holding my bleeding breast I wrote this poem in my head:

Slipping into Light

I slip so easily from this spell of darkness
into a poem of soft tender wings
lifting me effortlessly
toward the light of the sky.

Wings secretly nourished by death and decay
surprise me today as I rise up and take flight.

I look down and see my old life disappearing
as I fly beyond the tears and pain and struggle
that brought me to this bright and light-filled sky.

I throw away the dark, tattered cloak
that enveloped me like a cocoon
and watch it glide down to cover
the past and devour all the fear and lies
that were woven into its cloth.

In one gentle movement they are all gone.

I have had a challenging year that has expanded my art and my heart all at the same time. Something happened to me in that hospital room, I let go of a lot of stuff that I was still holding onto from the past year. As I felt it all flow away from me an incredible sense of peace and release filled my body. I am still savouring it. The other day a friend said to me, "I am what I leave behind" I like the idea of releasing as I grow older as opposed to accumulating.

Poet's Presence

I've met a poet who can see into my paintings which means he can see into my heART.
This is a strange and beautiful thing. I have been painting nonstop these days and he
has been feeding me poems which reflect the paintings back to me. I'm not sure what
to make of all this except that I think I have found another artist to work closely with. The past
year has been full of discovery and expansion in my artwork but I've been plagued by
self-doubt and uncertainty about the direction my work has wanted to take. No more, by
having it all mirrored back to me in poetry I can see it all the more clearly and it is starting to lead me to places I never dreamed of.

Raven Dreams

I dreamt of ravens last night and painted this one today.
I feel so alone today, surrounded by blue.