Look closely at the paintings by Janet Vanderhoof and one experiences light in the contrast of bright colors, particularly red. Light radiates thinly through her cityscapes. Allow your eyes to linger and you discover how the light shifts, moving among the pedestrians in a crosswalk, reflecting and refracting through the streets of Chinatown, or is held in the petals of flowers.
Mayne Island, life and death blend naturally together. Death feels different here than in the urban and suburban environments. Life and death are not engaged in a struggle. They embrace as the body of lovers merging into one body. This is the natural blending of life, life’s vitality and beauty, and is nourishment for the soul when we allow ourselves to be open to the harmony of the natural process. In our times, we attempt to hide death, block and tuck it away from our vision. It is a fallacy to think we can. Death is an ever present reality. Yet we are confronted by a choice.
The true value of a person’s creativity is the extent she or he steps outside of the self into the moment of observation and artistic creation.
In the early hours, gazing at the stars and nights later listening to the song of trees in the “quiet quiet” I was reminded of the simple truth that I can possess nothing but the illusion of possessing.
Roberta’s receptiveness to her environment has an added dimension. She is not only reveals what is in front of her, but explores the depths of what came before. She compels us to look at the landscape to see, for example, the people of the First Nations in a series of paintings titled “Vision Quest.”
There are times ideas are like the morning dew on meadow grasses and wildflowers in the early hours of a spring morning. Excuses are the warm sunlight burning those ideas off. Ideas are fleeting; they easily evaporate.
Shutta Crum has deep roots in this Appalachian heritage of storytelling. In this tradition, stories are passed from one generation to the next. Sometimes the stories have you on the edge of your seat with your neck hairs straight up. Other nights, you can laugh so hard your ribs hurt.
Terrill Welch is a Canadian artist living on Mayne Island, British Columbia. Internationally recognized, her paintings and photographs have been purchased by collectors and buyers in the United States, Australia, Norway, England, and Switzerland. This is the second half of our two part conversation.
The argument can be made that the Second World War actually began at 7:00 A.M. on November 8, 1918 when German and French officers faced one another in a railroad car in the mist shrouded forest of Compigène to negotiate an armistice. Others mark the date as September 1, 1939, at 10:00 A.M. the day Poland was invaded and France declared war on Germany.
Terrill Welch is a Canadian artist living on Mayne Island, British Columbia. Internationally recognized, her paintings and photographs have been purchased by collectors and buyers in the United States, Australia, Norway, England, and Switzerland. In 2011, Skinny Artist recognized her among 21 artists to watch in its annual review.