G A L L E R Y
A R C T U R U S
At the table
Painting by Mark Rothko
Love thy neighbour...
Liberty
crossing the desert
carrying what is left of the flag
face hidden beneath the stars.
Sheep huddle a distance behind
they do not know if she is friend or foe,
they don't remember when she was their shepherd,
when she kept them safe.
Liberty: freedom from arbitrary or despotic government or control.
freedom from external or foreign rule; independence.
freedom from control, thinking, speaking , according to choice.
freedom from captivity, confinement, or physical restraint:
A long climb up
...and then what?
Musical Interlude
Joseph Lammirato generously constructs and installs his works on telephone poles
on streets in cities far and wide. He has created these new works and hung them on
the wall surrounding the outside courtyard at the gallery. It seems when you stand
next to them that you are seeing music written on the fence.
Please come and visit.
Improvisation on Chagall
Marc Chagall
The Bride and Groom of the Eiffel Tower (1938-39).
What the birds are wearing
Thank goodness it's Friday!
The Second Experiment
Collage by Sae Kimura
I have a little bit of headache
Collage by deborah harris
8 new works in collage gallery
By Eduard Zibnitski
The Cowgirls Visit
Installation in the main gallery
Charcoal drawing by Vivian Felsen
Waiting
Irresistible
finding a fragment of an image
left lying on the table.
Every semblance of identity removed
and what remains?
eye and nose, closely cropped
looking at a single point of focus, me
when I return that stare..
The face, incomplete
seeks another eye.
In paisley landscape what seems to be
an inward gaze and where the lines converge and twist
small circle, questioning, surprised,
a mouth
The features are expressed.
Without a body the face is a mask.
A body gives place to a face.
When it sits the face can nestle
drop in between the shoulders
chin slide towards resolve.
Hands
make agreement with visage
spontaneously sharing a language
known by habit.
Legs and arms are limbs from the same tree.
They may have sprouted from the head, roots
from the lima bean experiment in grade one.
The possibility of moving is in the feet
or of waiting
undecided,
to stay or to go.
Going is compact but serious.
Staying is inappropriate in the rough terrain
but tempting.
She could almost disappear in the surroundings
is porcelain against the rocks.
Light blushes crystal
bewitching time at sunset
sacred and auspicious,
to be here now.
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Harvesting Sunflowers
Photographs by Simeon Posen on exhibit in the photography gallery
In retreat
Mark Rothko, Woman Reading 1933
Moving towards the space between
It is observable that opposite colours
have a tension and a vibration between
them. A dynamic reverberation which
infuses the space between them.
Big Little Lion
This collage was made for a little big Leo friend, Oto, for his 4th birthday.
Big energy in a small body.
How do you know what you know?
A little bird told me so.
Just pretending to fish
We will resume the blog on Tuesday August 13th.
Be well.
The Art of Boro
Boro (ぼろ) are a class of Japanese textiles that have been mended or patched together.[1] The term is derived from the Japanese term "boroboro", meaning something tattered or repaired.[2] The term 'boro' typically refers to cotton, linen and hemp materials, mostly hand-woven by peasant farmers, that have been stitched or re-woven together to create an often many-layered material used for warm, practical clothing.
"Artists together"...
...as our friend Floyd Kuptana used to say.
Faces
Video installation by Joachim Oepkes
From one room to another
something to be explored
Questions open doors
...answers close them
try to keep asking
A Pissarro Day
Berneval Meadows Morning
Camille Pissarro 1830-1903
A little bit of matcha green
(It looks bigger because it's closer than the boot)
Inspired
Jean Édouard Vuillard (French artist, 1868-1940)
Marie at the Balcony Railing 1893
In the heat of the moment
Collage by Eron Boyd
Observing the creative process
Sometimes in collage workshops participants will express
that they are bored that their work seems to repeat patterns.
I believe recognizing our patterns makes perception visible.
We are able to see what we see or rather how we see.
Perhaps repetition is an attempt to penetrate understanding?
The above paintings are by Giorgio de Chirico.
1888-1978
Too Much to Attend to...
...but nothing has dropped yet.
Sharing Inspiration
Today we had a visit from our friend Eric McConachie who lives and paints at his home in Haliburton.
During our visit he shared stories with us of Peter Camani.
This video will introduce him also to you.
Joyful
Sometimes when I open my mouth
a rhino comes out running
another pauses close behind
considering
Running and Considering
friendly siblings
on either side of expression.
Out of the boudoir into the feild, a collage journey
Collage by deborah harris
Painting by Pierre Bonnard 1867-1947
A fugue in three movements
Collage by deborah harris
Collage by Jill Lawrence
Collage by Eron Boyd
Crow complains and Eagle listens
Photo by Dominique Cruchet
"The spring is here and the fields are full of yellow color and we met a crow and an eagle having a conversation in the middle of a field. It felt joyous to have seen them and that they kept arguing in front of us."
From Joan Cullen and Dominique Cruchet in Prince Edward Island
