These paintings are heading to a Counselling office in a school and I couldn't be happier. They remind me of my first art classes which were held in a tipi. It was a summer camp in my northern town and we foraged in the forest for materials to add to our pieces. We were weaving, painting, making candles by diffing little divots in the sandy grout, adding gathered items and melting wax over a fire. Then we'd make bannock for lunch. It was one of the many wonderful experiences I had growing up in the north.