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the restless
I've been sick all week. The stuffy nose has abated and given way to a cough that only seriously plagues me when I lie down to get some sleep or breathe with my mouth open.The new canvases I'm working on are restless. They are coming along slower than I hoped because I'm trying to let my body res...
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I've been sick all week. The stuffy nose has abated and given way to a cough that only seriously plagues me when I lie down to get some sleep or breathe with my mouth open.The new canvases I'm working on are restless. They are coming along slower than I hoped because I'm trying to let my body res...
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the great 'drink & draw', part two, episode two: there and back again
I've been home a few days now. Enough to catch my breath, catch the flu, work a few shifts at the cafe and get ready to leave again. This post is late because I decided to fill in the carpet of the first drawing with stipple-shading and it took forever. It seems like a great idea on the pl...
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I've been home a few days now. Enough to catch my breath, catch the flu, work a few shifts at the cafe and get ready to leave again. This post is late because I decided to fill in the carpet of the first drawing with stipple-shading and it took forever. It seems like a great idea on the pl...
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the great 'drink & draw', part two, episode one: moving to the country
It's pissing rain out today, so I am curled up neatly in the window seat above the front entrance to the bookshop, writing, sipping tea, and watching the bustle of the street below. I have a perfect view right down the middle of the Main Street of Wig...
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It's pissing rain out today, so I am curled up neatly in the window seat above the front entrance to the bookshop, writing, sipping tea, and watching the bustle of the street below. I have a perfect view right down the middle of the Main Street of Wig...
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the great 'drink & draw', part one, episode two: the morning after
The hostel I am staying in is downtown, and the room is quite warm, so I have the window open at night to help the air to move. I sleep with the windows open all the time at home, and we live by a busy road, so I am used to traffic noises. But last night was Saturday night and Glasgow was living ...
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The hostel I am staying in is downtown, and the room is quite warm, so I have the window open at night to help the air to move. I sleep with the windows open all the time at home, and we live by a busy road, so I am used to traffic noises. But last night was Saturday night and Glasgow was living ...
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the great 'drink & draw': part one
Day two in Glasgow is winding down now. My phone was dead for a good part of it. I've been walking since 10 this morning and I just got back to my room at 11 in the evening. There were many breaks, wanders, drawing interludes, visits with strangers and plenty of drinking of a variety of beverages...
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Day two in Glasgow is winding down now. My phone was dead for a good part of it. I've been walking since 10 this morning and I just got back to my room at 11 in the evening. There were many breaks, wanders, drawing interludes, visits with strangers and plenty of drinking of a variety of beverages...
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on the roam again: the Scottish episode
Friends, I am at the airport for the first time this year and I am a plaid wearing bundle of all the emotions. I am heading for Glasgow today. I brought along a freshly unwrapped watercolour journal, three boxes of mini Instax film, my watercolour travel set, my favourite brushes, my well travell...
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Friends, I am at the airport for the first time this year and I am a plaid wearing bundle of all the emotions. I am heading for Glasgow today. I brought along a freshly unwrapped watercolour journal, three boxes of mini Instax film, my watercolour travel set, my favourite brushes, my well travell...
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weekend wanderer
When the to-do list is long, and adventures are looming, my mind wanders incessantly. The August installation of 'the anti-portrait show' is one piece away from completion, and the alleyway show (my solo exhibit at the Crowsnest Pass Gallery in Frank, AB) in September is coming along nicely, so t...
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When the to-do list is long, and adventures are looming, my mind wanders incessantly. The August installation of 'the anti-portrait show' is one piece away from completion, and the alleyway show (my solo exhibit at the Crowsnest Pass Gallery in Frank, AB) in September is coming along nicely, so t...
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flooded
That word can have some very negative connotations. No, there was no flood in our house, but there is a marvellous flood just behind our house every sunny summer evening. A beautiful thing to see; dappled shadows and golden light being filtered through millions of new leaves. Back alleys aren't u...
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That word can have some very negative connotations. No, there was no flood in our house, but there is a marvellous flood just behind our house every sunny summer evening. A beautiful thing to see; dappled shadows and golden light being filtered through millions of new leaves. Back alleys aren't u...
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five for dinner
I have met some really interesting people working and frequenting cafes over the years. I met my friend Chris at a friend's small cafe that unfortunately no longer exists. Chris frequents the cafe where I work. He's invited me and my husband over to his place for the loveliest group dinners, punc...
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I have met some really interesting people working and frequenting cafes over the years. I met my friend Chris at a friend's small cafe that unfortunately no longer exists. Chris frequents the cafe where I work. He's invited me and my husband over to his place for the loveliest group dinners, punc...
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overcast with a chance of inspiration
It was a gloriously wet and cold May Long Weekend here in Edmonton. The perfect conditions for hunkering down and working away in the studio, steadily crossing things off of the to-do list that never seems to get any shorter. It was a slow weekend. I finished one big book and started a new one. ...
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It was a gloriously wet and cold May Long Weekend here in Edmonton. The perfect conditions for hunkering down and working away in the studio, steadily crossing things off of the to-do list that never seems to get any shorter. It was a slow weekend. I finished one big book and started a new one. ...
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paint and memory
I can be a very slow traveler. I'm not one of those people who wants to see how many cities or countries they can visit in the span of trip. I would rather visit one or two places, and have time to wander at leisure; drawing, listening, watching. I like to leave a city or building or place feelin...
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I can be a very slow traveler. I'm not one of those people who wants to see how many cities or countries they can visit in the span of trip. I would rather visit one or two places, and have time to wander at leisure; drawing, listening, watching. I like to leave a city or building or place feelin...
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Meeting Creek
Last summer on my way back from Rosebud, I took a detour to a new place. I am easily distracted by road signs, especially provincial park signs. I was coming up to the exit to get to Dry Island Buffalo Jump, and I had the time, so I decided to quickly check it out. It was a short, but memorable v...
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Last summer on my way back from Rosebud, I took a detour to a new place. I am easily distracted by road signs, especially provincial park signs. I was coming up to the exit to get to Dry Island Buffalo Jump, and I had the time, so I decided to quickly check it out. It was a short, but memorable v...
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in stitches
I left you last at the emergency room, people watching on a Friday night. Hello now on a gorgeous Sunday afternoon in my backyard. The dogs are sunning themselves, the birds are making a joyous ruckus, and I am sitting in the back stoop painting, with my leg propped up and seven stitches in my l...
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I left you last at the emergency room, people watching on a Friday night. Hello now on a gorgeous Sunday afternoon in my backyard. The dogs are sunning themselves, the birds are making a joyous ruckus, and I am sitting in the back stoop painting, with my leg propped up and seven stitches in my l...
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the road and recovery
People watching in an ER on a Friday night is not what I had in mind for this Friday night, but here I am, like most of the other people occupying chairs here, staring at my phone, clicking away at the screen with my tiny thumbs, occasionally glancing around me and wondering what everyone else is...
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People watching in an ER on a Friday night is not what I had in mind for this Friday night, but here I am, like most of the other people occupying chairs here, staring at my phone, clicking away at the screen with my tiny thumbs, occasionally glancing around me and wondering what everyone else is...
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beginning
I'm in that phase of a project where you think about all the work that needs to be done in the next couple of months, and you get overwhelmed and really nervous about it for no really good reason. Ah yes, the great overthink. Nothing takes the fun, mystery and excitement out of something for me t...
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I'm in that phase of a project where you think about all the work that needs to be done in the next couple of months, and you get overwhelmed and really nervous about it for no really good reason. Ah yes, the great overthink. Nothing takes the fun, mystery and excitement out of something for me t...
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