I have lived my entire life on Canada’s west coast, bathed in the light of the Pacific landscape but sometimes, things happen that reshape the way we look at the world around us…

I strictly used three colours: black, burnt umber and pthalo blue, allowing the water on the canvas to spontaneously and unpredictably mix the colour for me. I drench the canvas in water and randomizing add dabs of these three paint colours, then very quickly spread and shape the paint with a spatula and palette knife.

I can’t say that I believe in any higher power but there was something magical that occurred that morning. Not something I can put aptly into words but more of a feeling, like goosebumps in my soul. A shift in my being. Creative inspiration of the highest level.

From land to sea. Why the Pacific Ocean, Rainforest and Mountains tops are my new inspiration for these original paintings.

It’s surprising the little things that you miss. Even the things that drove you crazy.

It’s beautiful how a small moment back then seemed so insignificant but is so profound now. These little moments shaped me.

Mom couldn’t conceive , so they got in a long line up to adopt a child. The anticipation was almost unbearable but finally the call came…

…somehow that burnt toast was magic. Or perhaps the magic was the kind and rare gesture from such a sweet dad. ⠀

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