Lady In Pink, 54 inches x 48 inches, oil on canvas, 2004
In the years beginning in 2002 there was an abrupt shift in the art world as people stopped buying art the way that they had for the previous twenty years with the bulk of that being limited edition reproductions. When that happened I was a printmaker at the time creating serigraphs, an original print format. I was searching around for subject matter to create paintings to earn a living. The large format peonies were an ideal choice for me simply because I love these flowers when in bloom in the garden. I was always full of enthusiastic anticipation for their arrival to the garden in June and disappointed to see the last flowers petals fall to the ground when their short burst of beauty ended. I remember walking through the garden and this single bloom was open. All the peonies had buds of varying degree of robustness but this single flower was open. It was a perfect flower of colour and form. A delight to my visual sense but as I’ve always tried to choose flowers for the garden with strong fragrances it was wonderfully aromatic.
This painting was hanging in a gallery in London Ontario, Artisans Alley. I had a dream that the painting had been sold to someone who was going to hang it on their dining room wall which was a deep wine colour. The very next day, Diny O'delle whose fingers you can see on the right hand side of this photo of the painting and who was the gallery's proprietor phoned me and told me she had some news for me. When I told her I knew and that the painting was sold and would be hanging on a burgundy coloured dining room wall she was floored and asked me how I knew. I told her about the dream, she was speechless. I've had far too many experiences like that in my life. It certainly makes me believe that we, the universal we, are connected.
Lady In Pink, 54 inches x 48 inches, oil on canvas, 2004
In the years beginning in 2002 there was an abrupt shift in the art world as people stopped buying art the way that they had for the previous twenty years with the bulk of that being limited edition reproductions. When that happened I was a printmaker at the time creating serigraphs, an original print format. I was searching around for subject matter to create paintings to earn a living. The large format peonies were an ideal choice for me simply because I love these flowers when in bloom in the garden. I was always full of enthusiastic anticipation for their arrival to the garden in June and disappointed to see the last flowers petals fall to the ground when their short burst of beauty ended. I remember walking through the garden and this single bloom was open. All the peonies had buds of varying degree of robustness but this single flower was open. It was a perfect flower of colour and form. A delight to my visual sense but as I’ve always tried to choose flowers for the garden with strong fragrances it was wonderfully aromatic.
This painting was hanging in a gallery in London Ontario, Artisans Alley. I had a dream that the painting had been sold to someone who was going to hang it on their dining room wall which was a deep wine colour. The very next day, Diny O'delle whose fingers you can see on the right hand side of this photo of the painting and who was the gallery's proprietor phoned me and told me she had some news for me. When I told her I knew and that the painting was sold and would be hanging on a burgundy coloured dining room wall she was floored and asked me how I knew. I told her about the dream, she was speechless. I've had far too many experiences like that in my life. It certainly makes me believe that we, the universal we, are connected.