Y'a des commissions qui te donnent des photos. Mathieu G. Caissie, lui, m'a donné un poème. C'est tout ce qu'il m'a envoyé. Pas de palette, pas de style, pas de contraintes. Juste ces quelques lignes de Jacques Prévert, écrites, pour le café de Rogersville - un endroit qui était autrefois la gare principale de la … Continue reading La poésie d’un train
My dad planned the Camino. 🎒 I invited myself. I thought it would bring us closer. I thought we'd walk together, talk, figure each other out over 900km. That's not really what happened. By the end, we barely walked together - saw each other in the morning, met up at night. Some days, I was … Continue reading My dad planned the Camino. 🎒 I invited myself.
The older I get, the more I appreciate slow. 🐢 Not because I have more patience than I used to. Mostly because life has a way of reminding you that rushing rarely changes the outcome. This little turtle came from that feeling. ❣️ One step at a time, 8x8, acrylic, 2024 I painted this little … Continue reading What stayed with me
I've been meaning to tell this story for a while. It's about a broken palette knife and my mom. It was about 15 years ago- a commission. A demon and an angel, interlacing. Complex, emotional, a rather different piece than my usual. I was almost done. The very last thing I needed to paint was … Continue reading A story about a palette knife and mom
Drôle comment la vie à une façon de nous ramener exactement là où on a besoin d'aller. 💫 J'ai été plus tranquille du côté des commandes dernièrement - un peu par choix, peut-être un peu de procrastination, pour être honnêtre. 🙈🙉🙊 À la place, j'ai travaillé avec des élèves sur plusieurs projets, pis quelque chose … Continue reading Ready to take a step
He's a seagull. The most overlooked bird on the planet. And somehow, he's the most confident thing in the room. I didn't plan the attitude. I was just playing, looser than usual. Folk art energy, inspired by my boyfriend’s Funky folk art . And then I looked up and thought… oh. My little buddy has … Continue reading Seagull with attitude
I've been talking to tree buds lately. 🌱Every day. Fully out loud. No regrets. They're just starting to show up- those first little hints of green that mean life is coming back. I welcome them. Thank them for showing up. For doing what they do without anyone asking them to. I've been starting my mornings … Continue reading I’ve been talking to tree buds
Those eyes weren't planned. But the minute they appeared I knew she was done telling me who she was going to be. This piece started as a commission. The ask was simple and not simple at all- paint Confidence. Something that says I am not to be messed with. Power. The kind that doesn't need … Continue reading Those eyes weren’t planned
I don't follow a plan. Never really have. And the funny thing is — the best things in my life showed up exactly that way. Unplanned. Uninvited almost. My art started with inherited paints I never asked for. A door opened recently that I didn't knock on — working with kids, sharing something I love … Continue reading I still don’t have this figured out
What was the last live performance you saw? First, I don’t go to live performance too much. Probably because I live in a remote area and we’re limited on choices. And probably the fact that Imm becoming more and more a home-body. Gosh I love home. That being said, my boyfriend and I were lucky … Continue reading Best. Comedian. Ever!
