Archive for May, 2017


Peter Purdy’s solo show at the Rooster on Bank Street, downtown Ottawa, closed yesterday and you can bet i was on my way at noon to pick up my purchase!  it was kind of fun being on the other end of the business:  usually i’m the artist but in this case i was the esteemed collector, wearing gloves, handling with care.  the painting came down off the wall, the Rooster folks had it covered nicely, and the painting went out the door, never to be seen in public again.  well maybe, down the road somewhere, if we ever get the twinravens art gallery opened, back home on “the island”.


there she is:  untitled, acrylic on canvas, 36×48 inches, twinravens permanent collection.

yes indeed:  sweet victory.  i’m very happy to have it.  and i will enjoy looking at her.


unknown artist, artwork on the side of the Dollarama Store, Somerset Street, Ottawa.

there is genius artwork darn near everywhere you look in this town.  i saw this work yesterday afternoon on my way to the Rooster and had to stop for a closer look.


beautiful.  i have no idea who, or where, but one thing is for certain:  i would love to see some work on canvas from this unknown artist.  imagine walking into a gallery and seeing 25 pieces, 36×48, portrait format, in super colour, created by this artist…


yes!  i’d line up to see that!  i was in a line up to get in and see the Kent Monkman show at the University of Toronto Gallery back in January but other than that, i’ve been able to waltz right in there, no problems.

well like i said before:  there is artwork everywhere!  live theatre/drama too, on the street corners, in the bars, down on Rideau outside the mall…

6 days on the road

of course as soon as i write that i hear Dave Dudley singing the old trucker classic, playing on those 8 track tapes back in the 70’s…


so we got through Day 2 at the conference, with a great many things to ponder, me especially.  i got to looking at that slide and wondered what the definition of “more repetitive” is.  we’re talking Type 2 yes, but is it a month?  a season?  a year?  what about 6 years stacked on top of each other?  we’ll have to take that up with accounting.


Sunrise on Sunday, April 30th, Highway 7 and McCowan as seen from the 9th.


a few of the titles we purchased at the conference: no light reading by any stretch!  there wasn’t any time for reading on Sunday as we had to blaze up to Ottawa and handle some serious affairs.


remember Michelle:  never ever ever tell anyone about this…  (too many serious days can  really make a difference when the light duty is supposed to start!)


Sunrise on Tuesday, May 2nd, 7 and McCowan as seen from the 9th.


unfortunately for me I got away from my Jazzy Moon!  a father can’t spend too much time away from his daughter.  at least not this father!


she’s growing up.  the dreaded empty nest is looming up large for this old man.  for those of you in the know, if you have any advice on how to deal with this mega transition, leave me a comment!  otherwise if left on my own all i can visualize is me in this Winslow Homer masterpiece:


“The Gulf Stream”, Winslow Homer, 1899, oil on canvas, 28×49 inches.  (at the Met?)