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Feathers This series of paintings is a peculiar kind of tribute to what is generally called the ‘found object’. Whether it is kid’s marbles, an old rusted toy car, a canning jar full of peaches, or a Double Bubble gum wrapped blowing down the street, there is something challenging and intriguing about the ‘found object’.   Maybe it’s the collector in me, (and perhaps that’s been honed by so many years working in Museums), but it’s an easy exercise for me to take a simple found object and make a collection of them. That’s what I’ve done here....but I’ve subverted...

Painting on old paper, on ‘ephemera’, is something I’ve been doing for a few years now. From envelopes and old cheques to yellowed old letterhead, postcards, and waybills......it’s all fodder for my watercolour brushes.   This new series grew out of this long standing interest in old paper and the fact a friend was tossing some old navigation charts that were out of date. He knew I painted on ephemera and asked if I’d like to have them....I said ‘yes’. And the rest is history.   The series here follows my penchant for all things ephemera - and it takes...

Painting Stories   For some time now, I’ve been intrigued by combining the written word and some of the watercolour artwork I’ve been doing. I’ve thought of the personal side of this, but also writing something that might be more widely subscribed, so to speak.   I’m guessing, actually, that some of the grounding in this approach has grown out of my longer standing interest in painting on ‘ephemera’ - vintage paper that includes everything from letterhead and envelopes to maps, ticket stubs, and cheques. At a much more abstract level, it’s not lost on me that all artwork is...

The truth is, I’m not sure where this latest fishing bobber art obsession has come from. True, they’ve been part of my life since I was a kid. I remember tagging along with my Dad and some of his friends and our neighbours when they headed out to the Lakelse, Kitsumkalum, Skeena, or Copper Rivers in Northern British Columbia to fish for whatever salmon was on the run.   Dad’s tackle box had some of those bobbers and, even today, I can remember being drawn to how bright and colourful they were. I especially remember thinking that they had to...

The view from the parking lot near the top of the famous Idaho Peak! Stunning!   I’m not sure when it dawned on me that there were things called ‘wildflowers’, but I can bet my Mother had something to do with it. She was forever pointing out beautiful things in the world - and at 90 years old, she continues to do so today.   When I was a kid and we lived in Terrace BC on the picturesque Skeena River, my brothers and I used to hike in the surrounding hills - generally looking for good trout fishing spots...