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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


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.



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.





This is our Christmas card to all of you who visit us on the blog.

We are wishing peace and joy to you and all your family and friends.

Thank you for being with us each day.


blessed as we are by seasons

humbled as we are by weather

William Blake Ascends to the Fourth Floor

The light is diminishing

                                                                           and still there is an opening.

Christmas is Coming...

...the goose is getting fat

please put a penny in the old man's hat.

If you haven't got a penny,

a ha' penny will do,

if you haven't got a ha' penny

then God bless you.

I Can't Believe It's Already December 12!

Surprised by Light

                                                                                  These are all spaces that can be visited, here at the gallery.

Coming Out of Hiding

















Responding to Gauguin

    'Breton Eve'

Sorry for Our Absence

One of us was broken but she is mending. We will be back with you on Tuesday.

Looking For The Way Through

Not Sure if We are Going Up or Down

Four Faces Sleeping with Eyes Open

                                                                                                             Variations on a  Dali theme.


Each of us, Floyd, Sae and myself deborah, began with a copy of a Salvador Dali portrait

from his painting 'Paranoiac Face'. We worked simultaneously and these three pieces are the result.

As the Sun Moves

Visions Fugitives

This collage was done after listening to the twenty-one musical portraits composed by Prokofiev while he was attending university.

Some of them are less than a minute in length and each is exquisitely complex and surprising. Please click on the link and enjoy.





This Is The Book That We Built

Above is the full length of the book unfolded. Below is the folded version seen from the front and each side. Please click on each image to enlarge for reading.

Gone Fishing



 Today Sae'n'I spent the whole day looking at a computer screen working on making a book.

It felt a little like ice fishing in the Arctic (maybe a slight exaggeration)

We did have success, just some minutes ago but we went a bit stir crazy.



Do You Ever Wonder?


The Mystery of Time


An important part of the process is being seen by those who share and care for the space with us.

Meeting Whale

The exhibition 'Primary Journey' has evolved to 'Meeting Whale'. Whale is a painting done by me (deborah harris) some fifteen years ago. In this reiteration it is in relationship to the boat figure and represents a deepening of the journey already begun.


The Leaves Are Telling Time

Meeting with the Degas Dancers

Wondering Where We Are Going

All Soul's Day

The day we remember those we love who have passed.

Between the Worlds



Halloween began as the ancient festival of Samhain.

It was believed that at the end of summer and the beginning of winter (november 1)

the barrier between the worlds of the living and the dead became very thin.

Disguises were worn to make oneself unrecognizable to the spirits,

negativity was released to make way for new energy to enter.



Red Music



Today Vivian suggested that we respond to a painting of Gauguin using collage.

It was a very challenging task moving from complete chaos to what you see above.



Erasing the Surround

When we erase what is on the periphery of our attention we lift what is our focal point out of its context,

in so doing what is perceived  may become an entrance to what seems to be another world.


Mags in the Bags

...just have to get our hats!


      Today Sae and I walked with our friend Floyd 

      to the Old Man's Club, where the cigarettes are cheap.

      When we get old we are going to open an old women's club

       and serve good coffee and Earl Grey Tea in pots and all

       the women have to wear hats!




Like A Bird On A Wire

On Our Way to the Weekend

What is it to wait?


Waiting is not an idea living in the head

waiting occupies the whole of us,

all of our body and senses, our inside and outside must agree

to become receptive, to be ready to receive

what we are waiting for

whenever it finally comes to us.

Puddle Gazing

Today's Meeting

This is what we do when we come together,

how we challenge each other and communicate who we are.

Speed and attention is necessary.

No time for fussing over details.

 We all appreciate this way of working together.

Happy Thanksgiving from All of Us Here

A Red Flag Day

deborah harris

Sae  Kimura

Floyd Kuptana

                               These chalk drawings, done today, are copied from the same section of Salvador Dali's painting  'Burning Giraffe'.

Into The Woods

Which Way is Up?

                                                               Same perspective... different orientation

                                                                               Does that mean that we only have to

                                                                        stand on our heads to view things differently?

Mirror, mirror on the ground... (better late then never)

what reflections to be found.

This blog was meant to go up on Friday... we forgot to push the button so it is up now as well as whatever we blog for today.

Sorry we missed sharing with you on the weekend.

Constructing A 'Plane' Language


Two different artists,

two different days,

sharing an understanding.


                                            An artist creates a visual language.

                                            In the beginning it is unknown even by the artist but over time with repetition there is recognition and vocabulary expands.

                                            But the language is not only visual it is also spatial, consisting of shapes and dimensions.

                                            It communicates direction and movement, inward and outward.

                                            Postures and gestures convey mood and complex subtle qualities.

                                            When we give our attention to a piece of art we are learning a language,

                                            one that touches the memory of our senses.

                                            We may be surprised that we understand.    

On One Side or the Other

What is Art?

Pruning the big plant in the window, five leaves that were on their way to be discarded...

hung on the door handle they appear exquisite. The gift of discovery can happen anytime.

It is always a surprise.

Trying to Remember Who Am I

                                                                                                      Painting by Floyd Kuptana

Light is Woven Through the Darkness

Looking Out from Inside

                                                     Can you spot the two sisters, each perched on a window ledge?

A Journey

                     We finally completed the current exhibition. The words above are those which helped to inspire and shape this work.

         They are from three different sources which seem to weave together very poignantly. Below is a photograph of the boat in the space.

Singing the End of Summer Blues

                                                                                                           Warm socks but summer dress!



Today we completed what is now the current exhibition in the main gallery, hanging fish which multiply with shadows

and move in such a joyful way that one could stand for hours and be mesmerized by them.

Such a simple beauty.

Stepping Out

                                     Today was a visit to the top of the CN  Tower just for that unobstructed, distant view. A need for another perspective.

Sometimes there are no words

Wondering what next to do with cardboard

                                                                                                                        Little cows are easier to get into boxes.

Not stepping off the triangle, not taking any risks...

Recovering from a 'small' mistake can be very intimidating.

But mistakes are our best teachers and if we are willing to learn

something great can come from them.

Today we discovered the magic of creative solution.

Summer Returns

Just as we were unpacking our sweaters...!

Trying to Make it Float

Today our friends, Joan and Dominique, visited the gallery on their way back to France. Dominique was inspired to help us make a simple, light and beautiful frame to support our boat. It was very exciting to see it come off the table. We are almost finished.

Wind Blown

Putting Out the Fire

                             These collages will be donated to the 100th anniversary celebration of the Alumnae Theatre in their fire hall home.


                              The artists from left to right are Sae Kimura, Eron Boyd (2nd and 3rd) Vivian Felsen and deborah harris.

Today Sae'n'I are Ship Building














(Sae is taking the photos

so she's not in them and Captain Floyd is overseeing)

The world is even more mysterious than anything we can imagine

                                    but what a beautiful imagining


Celestial globe

by Jodocus Hondius Junior and Adriaen Veen, 1613.

National Maritime Museum, London.

Make sure to play your cards right.

   Card collages by Eron Boyd

Open to Interpretation




                                     This is Sae's version...

             (Sae's angel caught a fish and swam to shore)





The assignment was given by Floyd

to draw a swimming angel...

(Floyd's angel is a shape shifter)



                      and this is deborah's

(deborah's angel is just swimming)

                                 (she's a little bit boring)

Big Little Landscapes

Well, the plants are happy...

Savouring the Last Bite

                                                                                                               water melon season is almost over

L o y a l t y

All of these dogs are waiting for their persons to get coffee at Sumac Espresso Cafe.

I was at a table drinking mine and drawing them.

Different dogs, different days, different postures,

  same expressions. (with one or two exceptions)

Dogs have more variations than any other species

but it is always their nature to be loyal.


Drawings by debroah harris


This is How it Looks Today

Sunny with the chance of cloud

The Passion of Red

Almost Full

Meditating on the Wheels of Life

                                                                    ...using the materials on hand to create a shrine,

                                                                                         a protected place to be quiet and contemplate

                                                                                           with a sense or reminder of another being

                                                                               or another existence than the one we usually engage with



                                                                                                      'in the world but not of it'

La la la, la la

Stepping Carefully Through the Day

                                                                                                      ...while trying to juggle the red ring.

Stations of a Cross

Hawk Landing
















What a gift to have a hawk land in our backyard. He stayed here on the fence for at least 30 minutes. Hawks have great overview, flying high and seeing far and wide. In many native traditions they ask us to rise above the details and expand our perspective heavenward to embrace the spiritual element. Today we have received that message.

A Circle of Inspiration



This circle began with Floyd Kuptana's charcoal drawing in response to a Picasso painting of figures on a beach.

The sculpture on the right is by Sae Kimura.

The sculpture on the left is by deborah harris.

Today We Meet Cezanne


Vivian Felsen interprets Cezanne collaging her own watercolour painting of his sitting figure.

Paper sculpture is by Sae and deborah.

Small piece upper left by d using Vivian's leftover fragments.

All were done and put up in the gallery today!

Feet on the Ground

Holding On By A Thread

Waiting for the Calm to Enter

Not Sure if I Should be Walking or Flying ???

Being Inside of Something Bigger

Playing the Ivory Keys