untitled, 2013, acrylic on canvas board, 16×16 inches.  Private collection.


A Self Portrait on March 22nd.

it wasn’t at the George Brown College pow wow, which was yesterday, and it wasn’t at the University of Toronto pow wow on March 11, so it must have been York University pow wow back on February 17, when someone came up to my paintings on display and, after giving them a seriously good and long look, said:  Your paintings come from a very dark place…

what i wanted to say in return was:  We didn’t come up through Indian Disneyland, we’ve seen a lot of action.

of course i ended up saying nothing.  but the fact of that matter is quite simple:  i love the colours of the night!  and i love the music of the night.  there it is.  i like wearing dark clothes…  and i like wearing black shoes.  (ha ha!)  my pow wow dance outfit is a mix of raven and crow feathers.  those shades of blue in my paintings, i can not get tired of looking at them.  so maybe they do come from a dark place:  out there on the island, where there is zero light pollution.


Important photos on display, on the 9th, March 22nd.


Highway 7 as seen from the 9th, 6:20 a.m., March 25th.


Good Old Blue Eyes, September heat wave on the range, 2017.

you see there is blue everywhere in this lad’s world.  even in dreams!  last night i was dreaming of HER, again.  i thought we were down on Providence Bay beach, south shore of Manitoulin Island.  it was in the summer time and she was wearing a black one piece swimsuit AND a blue jean jacket.  it was one of those days.  but the beach was wild and rugged, the waves rolling in were huge, and it was definitely not the south shore of the island.

ah yes:  shades of blue…  i love you…