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What Kind of Story is This?



Looks Like a Pocket Dial

We never moved off our stools today


Holding and Letting Fly


We Meet Here on Tuesdays



As the moon sets the sun rises


Tempestuous Melody



                                                                                        Collage by Eron Boyd using a copy of the painting by Edward Burne Jones

Between the Covers



We have copies of this book available for viewing and or  purchase 

at the gallery for our discounted price of $55.00each.

 

 

https://www.blurb.ca/b/10918309-the-faces-of-floyd-kuptana

Things Are A Little Bit Clear A Little Bit Blurry


Cloudy with a chance of teapot



Somewhere not too far from here

It is easy to forget that we live on a lake with a sky above.

 

Photo by Barbara Kellam on her morning walk


Turning the Page


Creating a Reading Room

Now that we are taking on the making of books

we are creating spaces within the gallery where

the books can be enjoyed, spaces where the one

reading does not feel too exposed at the same

time they feel part of something bigger.


A Work in Process


Feet are what keep us grounded


We didn't want to do it but we had fun

Today we took down the old and hung

up the new in the collage gallery.

There is always resistance to take down

something that you love but once started it is very great to rebuild the space.


Trying to Balance



We Can Finally See the Light!

5:45pm we just uploaded the book for publishing.

    No computer screens for the whole weekend!


The Second of Three

 

This is the second book that we are publishing about Floyd.

It should be ready to send out to publisher tomorrow and

we may see the hardcover by next week. Soon as we have the link for the finished book we will post it here.

The third one will follow.


Riding the Fast Train


Spontaneous Decomposition


The Palette of Winter


MoVing BaCkwaRds THrough TiMe


 

Today both Sae and I were very focused trying to recreate the happenings of the gallery through 2019 til the end of 2020.

Sae collecting images and I recording the dates and actual unfolding of exhibits. It is a strangely disorienting task

to go back in time but we seem to have survived. We agreed that this image conveys a sense of the experience.

Visiting Picasso



The Blue Period meets the Rose Period

"Who Are You?"

                                   The question goes both ways.

                It  sounds so simple but finding the answer is not.


They call it mellow yellow..that's right

"I'm just mad about saffron, mmmmmm"


The Art and Beauty of Bricks



Too Many Questions



Constructing the Leftovers


Happy Thanksgiving from All of Us to All of You


Six Feet Under

                                                                                                                                                ...  but still standing                                                             

 

 

(click on images to see them larger)


A Bird's Eye View



"She's leaving home, bye bye"


Artists Together

This week we finished the book that we have

dedicated to Floyd Kuptana, our friend and

fellow artist who inspired and worked with us

on the drawings shown on these pages.

We invite you to click on the link and enjoy.

 

https://www.blurb.ca/books/10873186-artists-together

The book will be available in hardcover, (at a discount), from the Gallery within the next month.


Full and Happy

                    The day ended with the taste of love!


Higher Up and Farther In


Practicing our Creasing


Have a Good Weekend We Will Stay in Touch


Some of us walk the line... and some of us don't


Places we are no longer allowed to visit

                                     Collages by Eron Boyd


"The looking itself is a trace of what we're looking for." Rumi


Keep Dancing

            This is dedicated to Mark and Barbara


Sending out the surprise packets

                                                           ...for the online collage workshop


A Mysterious Meeting

One and the Other

when meeting become transformed

neither obscured nor diminished

but subtly and inexplicably enhanced.

Time Travel in the Collage Space Ship


Changing Perspective


Along the lines and between the lines the story stretches


A ConVersaTion TrYing To bE A BoOk


Our Book Making Muse




The studio organized and prepared

for book making.

The beginning of a new year

and a new project.


September Morning

Exaltation


Consider What is Happening



                                                                                                   Actions motivated by fear

                                                                                                              never end well

Variations on the 'Cellist' by Chagall


These collages were done by the participants of the Series #9 online collage workshop. Visit our website to see more.


Being in the Right Place with the Right Book


The Architecture of Thought

The architecture of thought is a mysterious space

 

The architecture of thought has a noble character

 

The architecture of thought intersects the past and future

 

 


Arches


Death as our Advisor

Being aware of death,

our own and of everything that lives,

can frighten or enable us

 to focus on what is possible now.


THe joY of creAting BeauTy and ORder


Shaped by the Wind


 

 

soft clay on the potters wheel.

fingers of wind curled around a frozen breath.

floating weightless above the trees.

 


Reaching for Pears



Emergency Measures


A Bit of an Uphill Climb


We Can't Create This


Smoking May Be Dangerous to Health


Less Information More Observation

Removing most of the colour changes the way that we see, what we see. Shapes, patterns and textures stand out in a way that is often disguised  when we are overwhelmed with colour.


Celery Juice

 

We all had a sip

celebrating being together again.

(that's because deborah is back)

 


Watermelon Days


Heartfelt



Resolution is in the treetops


A Twoness


My Muffins Are Back

Do you know the muffin man,

the muffin man, the muffin man.

Do you know the muffin man that lives down Drury Lane.


There's a sky at the end of the tunnel


Meeting Again

 

6 steps apart

looking up

looking down


We are open again


We have lift off!

Preparing for departure.


Frustration and Calm (oh, she has a spike)



Healing Hands

These were done simultaneously today from a distance.


Take your cow for a walk day



Looking Ahead


Exercising Strength


 

Strength should not be confused with aggression.

Strength does not need to assert or defend itself nor does it desire to be offensive.

It allows us to be contained and to observe without reacting.

A Bird in the hand is worth two in the bush




Looking For Courage


10 Foot Ladder


Crazy Quilt


A Walk Between Downpours


Language of Objects / Objective Language



 

The ladder speaks vertically.

It allows us to climb up towards the sky.

The bike travels horizontally.

It propels us along the earth.

We know this without words.

The cards are on the table but it's time for a kiss


Happy Canada Day!


Everything in nature is authentic without our saying so

Drawings by David Sapp, Mansfield, Art Centre


It seems to me that 'authentic' is a presumptuous claim
for any of us humans to make about anything that we 'do'.
It is true to say that artists are 'touching the surface'.
It is what artists do. They choose a medium, paint, graphite, clay, glass, metal,
and they manipulate it, usually with their hands, in order to discover something.
Perhaps they do not know what they are looking for and maybe
they do not find out but it is a worthy pursuit to inquire into
the honest motive and completed gesture of the work.

Touching the surface is a courageous act, making a visible mark which can be witnessed and judged, seen and experienced by others
but mostly in the hope that it can penetrate to something deeper.

Trusting


Untimely Meetings


 

Tonie Norman is one of the participants of online collage workshop.

For some reason these works were not posted online

so we are happy to show them now.


An Unembellished Moment


And The Number For Today Is Eleven


Each In Our Own World


TGIF

A meeting up of the clan ( a little awkwardly by phone)


Bed Frames and Windows

Collage by deborah harris

photos by Sae Kimura


 

 

Same day 200 miles apart ( as the crow flies ) 

Paper, Scissors and Glue


A Little Bit Wild


What Happens When We Meet

 

 

 

by Eron Boyd


 

 

 

by deborah harris


 

 

 

by Sae Kimura


What We Cannot Alter


Having a Gesture with Space


 

 

It is a gift to be able to have a relationship to a space especially one that is otherwise unoccupied.

Most spaces we simply pass through but sometimes, on rare occasions, we can meet ourself in a new space.

 

 


Watering The Garden


A Bit Scary to See Through Today's Lens



Wet


The Day After The Day Before (we missed the day between)


Just Landed in Tropical Heat Wave


Sunny Skies, Underwrap and Stacked

Still, no way in.


The Rhinos Are Out!


A Little Bit Out A Little Bit In


Things are Looking Up


A Sense of Space


Social Distancing



                                                                                                                                 West meets East

                                                                                                                       The dog park at Allan Gardens

A Meeting of the Guardians


                                             from above and below


"Hello Neighbour"


Having Nothing to Say


Being Cawled to Look


Facing one way or the other

                 Looking From Both Sides


Not Quite There


 

This extraordinary painting by Luke Gilliam is framed under glass

  and reflects the the room it occupies.

The added layer seems to amplify the feeling of today... observing from the outside

'not quite there'

In Through the Back Door


Today we sat on a bench in small alley which surprisingly faces exactly onto the back wall of the gallery.

This back wall has many windows. In one of them we had the idea to put a painting facing out

so that those people living in the surrounding condos or, as we did, decide to sit on a bench to have their coffee,

can discover and perhaps even be inspired to visit us.

Today was a good wind...


A Small Window on the World


The Moment Lives On

And what is the moment?

 

It is a unity, a circle of beings,

 

 content in that moment.


Fabricland


A Meeting in Shadowland


Inside/Out


Not reflected

We see our selves most clearly, most truly, in the eyes of those we communicate with.

We reflect each other.


Looking at the world upside down


Looking for Direction


Waking Up


                                                                               

Sorry we were late.

Moved by Wind


This is a gift of spacious

 

 

  Castillon writes:-

« Listening to Hania's music over and over, I began to dream of a single sequence shot that would follow her music floating in the wind of an unreal Icelandic landscape. I asked each dancer to give a personal interpretation of Hania's song. We were very lucky to succeed in this insane artistic performance despite the great cold (minus 7 celsius), it was such a moment of truth. Shot in Iceland on February 23, 2020. »

Directed by Neels Castillon
Music by Hania Rani
Dancers — Mellina Boubetra, Janina Sarantšina, Fanny Sage

 

Connecting from a distance


Sidewalk Art


Stretched into the Blue


"Caught in a web of contending forces..."


                                  
                                    
                         "Caught in a web of contending forces, he is at once a protector of good and a doer of evil;
                           a builder and a spoiler; a man of principle and an opportunist; ..."
                                                                                                                                   William Shakespeare, Henry V

If Only We Were Pigeons...

"I guess a lot of people are feeling that" says Sae.

 

"Yes, a lot of people are wishing they were pigeons!!!" says I.


For the new blue flowers


Tis is the season for raking leaves and some of us are very enthusiastic about this task.

Unfortunately, the city has suspended the pick up of yard waste and so....

This morning we made a platform for the bags to sit on so that the grass and small flowers

will not be crushed while waiting, wrapping them with canvas in case of rain and tying them

'round with rope so that they will not fall and spill all over everywhere. Practical creativity.

Not particularly beautiful but somehow satisfying.

Sending Our Prayers on the Wind


In the Twilight Zone


                                                                                                                        ...trying to find the light

For Our Dear Friend Eron...

...in memory of his beloved mother Georgia Boyd - December 1939 - March 27 2020

Reconnecting 'Round the Table


It seems that what can be expressed through art cannot be translated into words.

None of us spoke while we were working today

even though we have not seen each other together for many days.

But the work speaks for us in inexplicable ways.

It is a mystery.

cOFFEE IS eSSENTIAL


Today we made this flyer for Stuart, the proprietor of our neighborhood cafe in hopes that he can stay open and solvent through this shutdown.

If you want to pick up a truly great coffee drop by B U L L D O G.

Hold On...


The Outside Beckons Us


In the World But Not Of It



Don't Be Scared It's Just Us


It seems we are all a bit confused and shy to follow the directions for COVID 19 but it is our duty to be responsible

not only for our self but for those who share the world with us, those we love and care for and those who are unknown.

Many lives depend upon our correct action,  this situation may be the shock needed to shift our awareness.

It gets easier if we are all in this together.   (that's why Sae and I are practicing and trying to get you onboard)

Preparing



                                                                                                                                  ...it's not all bad

Remember to Step Outside


Today we walked and walked and remembered how good it is to breathe the air outside.

We are being asked by the conditions at hand to stay close to home and avoid crowds and travel.

A moment or two of this is advisable.

 

Today was a difficult day

...confusing and messy

ragged and sharp edged

There is a lot happening that we have not encountered before

inside and outside

we are challenged to be balanced

to use our common sense

to remain calm and disciplined

Today we were not quite there yet.


Where Is Home?


How Differently We Each Interpret The World!


Often we think that it is important that someone share our opinions but not so with art.

In art we can appreciate our differences, in fact we celebrate them.

Maybe it is not so vital that we all think and say the same thing.

Maybe we can look and listen and learn.

 

 


A Different Blue A Different Circus


The objects and subjects of the gallery basement.

The World is a Blue Circus

Marc Chagall

Blue Circus

1950

Pacino di Bonaguida

The Creation of the World

1309 - 1347


How the Body Remembers



After using collage with this Medieval set we went out on the street and photographed an old building in the state of demolition and salvation

and found that we had somehow created almost exactly the same construction as in the painting, (seen in our Feb 27th blog).

This was unconscious and therefore surprising, the way we take in impressions and remember them in our bodies.

Becoming Animated

                                                                                                                                                                   ... thanks to Eron Boyd

Picasso Steps Upon the Medieval Stage



St Francis Renouncing Worldly Goods 1295

         The Mountebanks by Picasso 1905


A Reflection of Today


The First Star I See Tonight...

Today Sae 'n' I  worked on designing a new web page.

We will let you know when it's up and running, should be in two to three weeks.


Fishing for Mary


                                                                        Night Fishing at Antibes   by Picasso 1939          The Disembarkation of Mary Magdalene 

                                                                                                                                                                     possibly by Pietro Lorenzetti  1310

Collage by Sae Kimura

Collage by deborah harris


Clearing the Visual Palette


The Near and Distant Past

Vivian Felsen

Le  Duo                            The Presentation in the Temple

Georges Braque                 Giotto di Bondone

1937                                   1267 - 1337

deborah harris                                                Sae Kimura


For these collages we each had a copy of the two paintings shown above which we combined.

All in all we were able to finish thirteen collages using the same material.

These are the first three.

Not sure where the forest ends and I begin


                                                                            and home is a thought I can't quite touch

T T C Looking for Alternatives


Illuminated


Illuminate: To enlighten; to throw light upon; to light up with festal lamps


Cardboard is our new canvas



This strange coming together of elements to make what could be called a sculpture,

is a playful and spontaneous response to the objects and materials present in the space

but also to the inquiry itself. Irrefutable alteration provides a framework to

explore and to perceive variations on a theme. 

Looking at the different images on the blog will give you a hint of those possibilities.

Alterations # 2, 3, 4, 5, 6



Opening the drawers of the past/ Turned to the future/ Drawing in the present


Alteration #8


This show that is currently evolving began as P R I M A L  J O U R N E Y

with a solitary boat figure in a tumultuous sea.The figure descended and turned, 

M E E T I N G   W H A L E.

"And then what? we asked. How does this story continue?

Even whales must come up for air. Gravity below our feet keeps us standing or pulls us over.

As you probably saw in earlier blogs we cut the boat and stood it on its end.

A ladder of sorts leaning on the ramparts, an effort to climb away from earth's concerns.

The truth is, after meeting whale one is irrefutably altered and that is the new title;-  

I R R E F U T A B L Y    A L T E R E D.


The Space Where We Work... Lit by the Sun


This is where your blogs are born.

Very Far From Here


It's either an uphill or a downhill climb




Rogue Twins


Working with Perspective


Look Out


Holding a Moment of Peace


The Story Must Continue


                    One cannot stay forever underwater with the whale. One must come up for air.

                      What was once a vehicle becomes a shelter, perhaps a home, albeit somewhat quirky.

Still Life with Black Jug


For this exercise we decided to interpret the George Braque painting 'La Table de Toilette', using collage, working from a black and white reproduction and each choosing our own pallet. We did not look at the original colour painting til we were finished. 


Sneaking out through the back door


A Winter's Retreat


Will the Real Paul Klee Please Stand Up


...continuing LESSONS WITH THE MASTERS

A CoRnucOpia of WoRk



                                                                                                                                                  ...continuing LESSONS WITH THE MASTERS

A Meeting Place


Today we all met back at the gallery again, Sae, deborah and Floyd, after a few days apart.

The gallery is a rare and special place, a place where creativity is allowed to live.

This was our second drawing based on 'The Ice House' by Lawren Harris 1923.

The house seems to represent a unique and solitary place, surrounded by the elements.

A mystery which invites one to enter.

We hope the gallery does the same.


 

...continuing LESSONS WITH THE MASTERS

As Above So Below




Becoming Like Children


Today Sae n I spent the whole day with our very favorite 3 year old friend.

This is what we looked like when she left to go home.

Reading Music of the Day


Body So Full Head So Empty

collage ensemble by Vivian Felsen


A Parting of the Ways



Year Ending and Beginning


 

We seem to organize our lives into years.

Time lines, running parallel until they don't

a sudden turn in direction sometimes takes us

where we can't imagine going

and every new year we commit to being better

a noble resolution we hope to live up to

falling down,

standing up again

some semblance of structure that we can measure ourselves against,

a path to follow.