The Grandmothers::Margaret Stone
One of Margaret’s greatest loves was being a grandmother, beginning with her granddaughter Lily and followed by Rory, Matthew and Samantha. She was a unique woman who loved gardening and reading. She had a career as a teacher in public and private schools and could bring out the best of students who others may have given up on. She felt strongly about the importance of reading and loved novels and encouraging her grandchildren to read. Visits with Grandma included being in the garden and baking and a unique game called ’sweep the kids’. Family was important and rooted in her rural farming upbringing and strong faith. She had a good life and enjoyed the simple things in life. Margaret brought joy in to any room she entered and she was simply loved by many.
~ Monique Stone
Woman's Work::Kim Cheel
After working for over 10 years to build my career in the theatre arts, I had finally felt like I was in a place where anything was possible when COVID-19 hit. After mourning the theatre I lost, and the career that had regressed, I began to look forward and I'm ecstatic to be in the literary arts world: ghostwriting, self-publishing, project management, and more!
~ Kim Cheel
I'm excited to be joining California artist Deanne Williamson for an IG Live on Sunday, March 27 at 11 am MST. Her portraits are incredible and filled with the most glorious pattern (LOVE, LOVE, LOVE). As we both focus on empowering women, I am looking forward to our chat on art and process. Please join us on instagram at @deannewilliamsonart :)
'Snow Moon' & 'The Golden Hour'
Both canoes measure 12x12 and are now available at Mukluk Magpies (here).
I think the biggest difference in the work force i have noticed for myself, and a big reason I don’t seem to fit in to management positions, is that I refuse to see people as numbers. As an empath I want everyone to succeed so I want to work with them and help them achieve greatness. These are people, with real loves and real debts and real goals. I can’t just be the person who goes in and chops heads off.
I was told many times to be more cut throat and get more harsh with people and it made me sick to my stomach when I tried it. This eventually was a big factor for being pushed out of a job I lived. I am proudly empathetic and would rather feel I’ve done good in the world than be someone I’m not to make other people money.
How to Mentor Emerging Artists
Join Julie DeBoer, Veronica Funk, and Jennie Gilbert on our panel geared towards Master Artists interested in learning more about mentoring emerging artists.
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How to Survive in a Competitive Industry
To rJoin Julie DeBoer, Julia Veenstra and Veronica Funk for a candid conversation on having a supportive role as an artist in a competitive industry.
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Woman's Work::Maria Besuijen
I am not sure if you have all your women already for your next project but if you need one more - then Look no further then this amazing incredible Maria. Maria & I were packaged out at WinSport at the same time at the beginning of Covid and we went thru some incredible dark depressions together - however Maria has a family and a son so how she manages is like a superpower.
She gifted beyond words - she has helped me and continues to help me - I honestly don’t know what I would have done without her. She continues her journey - has just decided to go back to university- I mean…. What can this woman NOT do? She is the definition of inspiration.
- X Liana Robberecht, Corporate Executive Chef Trico Living Well
George Delbert Lea Simpson
George Delbert Lea Simpson, born Nov. 13, 1931. Raised in Winnipeg and Claresholm. Oldest of three boys. Met my Mum when he was 13 and she was 11 in Claresholm. They married in 1953. He was an elementary school teacher, eventually moving to administration. He was a principal for as long as I can remember.
He started traveling to Africa in 1970 to teach other teachers about administration. This was a life-long passion and he continued to go to Africa after he retired. He spent time in Lesotho, Swaziland and Namibia. The longest stint was four months.
In 1973, he applied to the Department of National Defense and we all moved to what was then West Germany so he could be principal at a Canadian Armed Forces base school. He was my principal. So when I got called to the office, it was usually to convey some message to Mum when I got home. We loved our time in Germany, traveling every chance we got in our VW campervan. We used to see if we could have breakfast, lunch and dinner in three different countries - it is possible. I have amazing memories of our time there and I'm SO grateful he took the plunge and moved his young family so far from home.
But that was Dad - or Big Guy, as we all called him. Life was an adventure to be lived and we were along for the ride.
After returning to Canada in 1976, Dad continued to be a principal at various schools in Calgary. He retired in about 1990. And then he and Mum began traveling Canada in a succession of motorhomes, always with Miniature Schnauzers in tow. (We had Schatzi, Liebchen and Hansel.) That's where I get my love of camping from. And the love of terriers.
Dad loved music and played the guitar and saxophone. In high school, he was part of a group called the Silver Tone Seven - I still have their one and only recording, a 78 rpm. He would lead the singing around the campfire when I was a kid. His favs were Gordon Lightfoot, Neil Diamond and James Keelaghan.
My parents were married just shy of 59 years when my Mum died. It was really hard on my Dad who was in long-term care by then, suffering from COPD and Parkinsons. He missed her so much and although my brother and I visited as much as we could, it wasn't the same. He died four months later. So, they're back together! That was in 2012. Hard to believe it's been nine years already. They are buried together in Claresholm. When we held the interment, my Uncle Dave threw a cigar in with the urns and poured some scotch over Dad's - so he could continue to enjoy wherever he was!
He was a larger than life, funny, warm and loving man and I miss him very much. He called me Biscuits - because Mr. Christie and the good cookies. But no one else is allowed to!
And that was my Dad. As he aged, he looked just like the character of Carl from the movie Up! especially the crazy eyebrows.
~ Christina Waldner
Last week I popped in at Mukluk Magpies in Airdrie to drop off some new work including this 6x8 landscape on deep cradled panel. This one was fun as I created a black and white painting (since I received a free tube of black paint...not something standard on my palette) then added colour using layers of glaze. This is a very traditional method of painting that I had first encountered in college in the 1980s. It was fun. Mukluks also has a few 4" round bees, square 4x4 hearts and a couple of 12x12 canoes and can be contacted here.