Thursday, 16 July 2020

THE BERRY PICKERS



Living on a farm, miles from the nearest town, we grew or foraged for our food. Mid-July to mid-September was prime berry picking season and an opportunity to socialize. When a neighbor spotted a ripe berry patch the call went out and the pickers gathered, berry pails, old hats, and rubber boots in hand. Dodging branches and hornets and trying to stay in the shade were constant challenges but the reward of the succulent sweetness of fruit ripened on the bush made it all worthwhile.

30" x 24"
acrylic/oil on canvas
$1500

Thursday, 2 July 2020

NEW WHEELS


My parents homesteaded in central Alberta after World War II and money was short. They did their best to provide us with toys, always hand-made or hand-me-downs, to keep us entertained. It was an era of hardship and poverty, but we were delighted with whatever we got no matter how well used it was. This painting celebrates two children (my brother and me) enjoying everyday activities in a world not yet material.

24" x 30"
acrylic/oil on canvas
$1500