Art of a Literary Kind

Hey, I wrote a Pome! Now I have something to read at Writers Group on Saturday!
Wanna hear it?? 'Kay? Alright - here goes...

*ahem* *rattling of paper*

The Dream Rotisserie

Discomfort rules tonight.

I roll endlessly with the clock;

the promise of rest always a quarter turn from reach.

Hour by hour I dip into dreams

then inevitably float back up to briefly glimpse

the regular stops on my circuit:

Dresser/lamp/wall/ceiling/repeat

Each moment of half lucid awareness is compelled to surrender to a vague narrative

that builds and echoes through brief episodes of sleep.

The sheets - heated and wet

are thrown to the side until

a slow chill draws me back to my burrow and

the chaotic underworld of ever changing plot.

Dresser/lamp/wall/ceiling/repeat

The chapter shifts once more.

Brain - what are you cooking up?

Scenes are played and overlaid,

condensed to form some elusive conclusion.

A nudge from my unconcious:

"Do you get it? Do you get it yet??

But I'm blank so I'm gone. Again and again and again

I'll ride the dream rotisserie

and marinate in sweat.

The End. Soooo....anyhoo, I will request critiques and keep hammering away at this.

May Workshop 2010

I delivered our watercolour instructor to the airport this afternoon, completing a 3 day workshop that we'd been planning for a year. It was a very worthwhile endeavor - most participants produced or halfway finished at least one nice composition and we generated a wonderful atmosphere that I hope we can maintain for an indefinite period. In less than 18 hours over the 3 days I came away with two half sheet sized watercolours and established a clear genre for myself - this being my light/shadows/fruit debris still life series. It's good to have a direction and I'll be pursuing gallery representation and Federation of Canadian Artist status with a portfolio of these kinds of subject and style

This would be contender number 2. Been meaning to paint this one for countless years so I'm happy to finally squeeze it out. The instructor Gerry Thompson treated us to a very straightforward and manageable approach to paintings and like most people we ship up here, kept us entertained as well.

Ducks In A Row

These are my 'ducks': 2 bags for the home school art class, 1 black case full of watercolour supplies for art club tonight and the blue bag plus cd player for ballet classes in between. Let myself get talked into subbing for the ballet teacher who won't be able to instruct for 3 weeks. That meant that the little hoofers wouldn't have a dance class for 4 weeks and I couldn't let that happen.
Update June 5th - in the program for the year end recital I was included as 'Guest Instructor'!  Really wasn't necessary but it's certainly very inclusive.  Hueylin really tries to dot her i's, cross her t's.

QuiltFest 2010!!

Last weekend a strange, exhuberant and colourful crew descended on Kitimat and made a brief home at Riverlodge where they camped out for the annual regional quilting workshop, conducting their mad skilz and networking behaviours. Even had a demonstration in encaustic painting (which entails painting with pigments in wax...which they can somehow incorporate into fabric art...prettycool)

Anyhooo...quite, quite impressive!