G A L L E R Y

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Seeking the sensation of an empty room


Inside the studio

 

Three interpretations of an etching by Alexei Kravchenko



On the shoulders of giants


Grabbed by grabity (maybe one too many b's)


what is hidden



The plot thickens


Shaping Space



Planting Poles

Watching a work crew maneuver a huge timber into position, replacing old electrical poles with new. An incredible feat of engineering and coordination, staggering to observe. This opportunity came right in front of my house.

 


Time to come out of our boxes


A short walk on the wild side


Pink


Forcing ourselves to see more

      Collage by Sae Kimura                                                                                       Collage by deborah harris


Painting by Jean Edouard Vuillard 1891


A Little Red in the Sun


Mutual Regarding


A picnic of new meetings


Eleven Sisters and a Little Brother


Finally it's Spring

Paintings by Eric Mc Connachie

On display in the Ascending Gallery

Menagerie, Patisserie, and Bread


Platform 2, After the Storm

Collage by deborah harris


Painting by Walter Sickert


On the Platform


Travelling through Union Station


Through the train window, a tinted view


Same caravan different time of day



When we made copies of the Sickert painting our copier went crazy on the colour and produced this one you see here.

We immediately engaged in correcting the imperfections on the printer but after strongly rejecting this copy I ended up

being inspired to base my collage on this depiction. The collage above while looking significantly different was an attempt

to interpret Walter Sickert's painting. This exercise is always such a learning in how and what we observe.  

Visiting the Caravan

Collage by Sae Kimura


Painting by Walter Sickert


Floating in a curdled sky


Aiming towards lift off


Moving furniture together


A drawing is worth thirteen words


One Following the Other


Too much head too little body


Something of a Sci-fi mystery



Maybe it was the strange music that was playing

or the mechanical hum of the computer

but influences find their way into us and consequently into the process of collage.

That is one way of seeing those influences outside  of ourselves 

 

Letting the wind in


Criss-crossing lines


Leaning Into Spring


Choices


A Small Detail


Life is like collage and collage is like dream

                                                 As the World Turns....things change


On the Road Again


For the pleasure of moving big heavy things


From -1 to +3


A Photo of Pigeon


The Quietude of Reverence


Both sitting down on the job, but it's Friday.


Feeling a bit under the weather


                                                                                         Beware the winds of March

A busy day at the gallery


Close up and Far Away


"Is this where the party is supposed to be?"



What is Perception


Somewhere in a dream...


Trying to Keep Everything in the Right Compartment


Pausing in the blue on the way up


The Dog Crossed Over

I can now understand why Picass'o did 58 variations on this painting 'Las Meninas'  I feel that I am also obsessed, trying to sense the relationships of light and dark which give shape and depth to this space. With every collage something is discovered and something is left out. Doing it from memory and sensation is so much more interesting than trying to be guided by

refering to the print. The panel of Sae's collage with dog connects in an uncanny way to my collage on the right. It is as if

he walked across to the other side of the room from where he was first depicted. Being witness to Sae's interpretation of

the same painting is so exciting. It seems we consistently have an opposite focus.  We hope that you can observe something

of our process from looking at this series of collages.


Experimenting with repetition


Collaging in the third dimension


Infanta Margaret Theresa


Las Meninas,1656 by Diego Velazquez

Slipping into the weekend


Enjoying the sun


What was found today


It is my misfortune - and probably my delight - to use things as my passions tell me....I put all the things I like into my pictures.

The things - so much the worse for them; they just have to put up with it.

 

Picasso  In His Words

Giving Form

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Painting (art itself) isn't an 

aesthetic operation; it's a form

of magic designed as a 

mediator between this strange,

hostile world and us, a way of

seizing the power by giving form

to our terrors as well as our desires.

 

When I came to that realization,

I knew I had found my way.

 

Picasso


Forgetting the weather


The Next Chapter


Under Cover


Stepping Out in My Polkadot Pyjamas


Stretching into the weekend


Just a little more Degas


Decidedly Degas


Mirroring Degas


Another Day Another Degas


Inside the computer with no way out


A Day With Degas


Peace


today


What we found


...and Ice


snow


Hanging from a limb


Side Stepping Between Worlds


Waiting for Return

Collage by deborah harris

On Either Side of the World

Choosing a Path of Light

After a rather long hibernation the light has entered in to the cave calling to come out and engage in the world

Miss Kitty inviting horse to the Christmas party


 

Wishing all of you a very merry Christmas and a peaceful entry into the New Year.

The gallery will be closed as of tomorrow the 20th til the 6th of January 2026!

Sae is visiting Japan and deborah is staying in TO. We will put up blogs intermittently till we return in full in the new year.

Be well and thank you for you staying in tune with us.

In the grey zone


Following the lights

Early morning.


As different as night and day or opposite sides of the same coin

 

 

 

See if you can find 8 opposites.


Waiting for the thaw

...maybe by spring


Postures

Collages by deborah harris


Impartial Reporting


Wet snow all day creating slushy conditions

Freezing by nightfall with very slippery conseqeunces

Listen


         The Call of the Reed 

Listen to the reed and the tale it tells,
how it sings of separation:
Ever since they cut me from the reed bed,
my wail has caused men and women to weep.
I want a heart torn open with longing
to share the pain of this love.
Whoever has been parted from their source
longs to return to that state of union.
Rumi
[Mathnawi I, 1–4]¹

 

Into the Blue



The End and the Beginning


Transformation



Creating the Christmas Pageant and all the sculptures are auditioning for the different roles.

Adrian Symond's wooden figure was chosen for the part of the second angel.

Birth is the creation of possibility



The Adoration of the Shepherds painting by Lorenzo Lotto in 1534

A perfect complexity of movement

Sculpture by Billy Gerard Odwori 

A week or two ago, maybe three already, Billy an artist recently come from Uganda, visited the gallery, not for the first time.

After talking with Ed and I at the front desk he pulled this sculpture out of his bag to show us.

It was and is staggering that he could make something this dynamic, balanced, proportioned, 

and so small (it is about a foot in height) out of paper mache. I asked him if I could purchase 

it from him and he was excited to sell it. I placed it immediately in the East Genesis Gallery

which has a working theme of  'a m a t t e r   o f   s p i r i t' . This sculpture embodies both.


A Blustery Day


Moved by the Wind


These two work together... really!

Sae

deborah


Spinning


In the Light


Visitors to the Gallery


Cleaning the Sky


A constellation of pins