The west coast never ceases to capture my interest!! All so unique!! A sea stack is a geological landform of rock that has formed by erosion from crashing waves. The pillars of rock are often important nesting ground for seabirds.
This piece was painted plein air in the afternoon when the sun was softly touching the building. The little historic BC Mills House is located in Lynn Headwaters Regional Park. It was originally bought as a prefab from the BC Mills Timber and Trading Co. catalogue. The little home was built in 1908 by Captain … Read More
This piece was painted plein air in Stanley Park. The relationship of the red umbrellas to the shadows of the scene could not have been any better, if I had placed the umbrellas myself!! The light on them set the whole scene off!! The Pavilion building is located amidst the rose gardens of the park … Read More
The shadow on the yellow house caught my eye and called for a paint brush. Behind the fence and basking in the sun, this house is located on the west side of Vancouver.
The Lovin’ Spoonful sang a song titled “Do You Believe in Magic” and it came to mind as I painted my story book rabbit. So it seemed fitting to name my rabbit Magic. Magic is a very happy rabbit loves to read and loves to learn. I had fun as this character emerged through the … Read More
The sun filtering through the water and catching on the backs of the sockeye and the red of the fish reflecting on the underside of the surface of the water was the play of light and colour that grabbed my interest!! The sockeye salmon are an amazing rich colour of red. So intensely red in … Read More
Framed by the purple shadowed trees, the light lit trees in the centre of the piece caught my eye and begged to be painted!! This view of the shadow streaked snow is out my backyard in the winter time. I painted from the vantage point of looking out the window, it in the comfort … Read More
Okay not entirely woodwork!! The little bird is made from hand painted light weight unbleached cotton, a wire frame that holds the shape of the body and makes the legs and feet. The feet are then screwed onto an appropriate piece of drift wood.
The train bridge crosses the Capilano River at it mouth. Framed by the dark trees and the soft evening sky the river sparkles with light.