This newest piece reflects not only our current landscape with its abundance of snow but also the inuit and their kayaks made of seal skin and bone in the north. As I looked through my travel sketchbook at patterns I've seen in rock outcroppings and on teepees I began to see how they could resemble snowflakes. When I was a child I remembered the first time I learned that every snowflake has its own pattern and so I would catch them on my mittens to look closely and was amazed by their intricacy.
Because this week has been filled with a number of challenges I am even more grateful that I have a studio and creative work to which I can retreat. But along with difficulties come even greater joys. Last night I had my first class with a lovely young lady in whom I can see so much talent that I'm excited to see where she will go with it. I see a bright future in store for her.
Whenever I feel stressed, angry, anxious, or in any way unhappy I tend to do things that add to it - web hopping, television, junk food - even though I know in my heart that all I need to do is make a cup of tea, light a candle, and head into my studio. Such a relief. And I was able to complete two more canvases that have been in progress for awhile for my next exhibit at Bluerock Gallery which I am really looking forward to in March. Now, another new canvas to begin today...
Honouring the Ancestors
Great Places Plan