Richard and I have been painting up a storm lately. We would love for you to come visit us. Much of the work is either plein air, or based on plein air work here in Nova Scotia.
My first full day here at Banff. Today is a holiday here...something called Family Day. Much of the facility was closed, so I happily went out for a longer than expected hike, first into the town proper, then up a mountainside on a trail spotted with elk droppings. Obviously well-used by these animals. I kept one eye on the trail and with the other I kept a lookout for any critters. Ravens were flying about and the occasional snowflake fluttered down through the still air. I came to a fabulous look-off into the valley below and up the side of Lookout Mountain. Returning to the Centre, my route took me past the practice studios for the musicians...small huts, really, and you could faintly hear their music through the sound-proof walls. From another direction the sound of an aria in a pure soprano voice. An amazing place.
As life spins along, sometimes peacefully, sometimes beyond our control, I am now in a phase of readjusting to living and creating without my life partner, my husband, artist Richard Rudnicki. Richard died suddenly on November 4th, 2019. In the more than two years that followed his death, I worked predominately on completing his graphic novel, Dusty Dreams and Troubled Waters , written by Brian Bowman, and in curating a show of his work, Richard Rudnicki: Reflections on Life , at ArtsPlace Gallery in Annapolis Royal. https://atlantic.ctvnews.ca/video?clipId=2251430 https://artsplaceexhibits.weebly.com/richard-rudnicki.html This does not mean that I did not work in my own studio, but grief and the adjustment to life alone did take its toll.
Starting to post, and finding that people know, people recognize this fellow intent on his crossword outside the public library. I am interested in dissecting my paintings, finding small parts that become a passage unto themselves. Capturing the fleeting moment, holding it in your hand, in your mind's eye, then returning to it months later to examine it once again.
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