Splashes of colours dipping into the deep greys or a sudden streak colbalt across the sky.
“Late autumn” the landscape calls out… as a flurry of sparkling white starts to settle onto the frozen ground.
We are already slipping passed the middle of October. As you are reading this issue, I am in the north central of British Columbia. The trip has been long and winding, traveling first through the Okanagan and B.C. is large. I have only come as far as its geographical centre. This part of the province is my childhood and young adult home. It is where my parents, a couple siblings, many aunts, uncles cousins and other family still live. When I am away, I feel like I know it well. When I come back, I know I am from away - even though I knew enough to put the winter emergency supplies in the car, including a snow shovel and mitts to go with my warm jacket and sweaters and rubber boots for the farm.
There are paintings of the north country of course. However, most of the work from earlier years is already long gone into private and corporate collections. But there are a few from recent years. Just click on the work you are interested in learning more about and it will open in the online gallery….