Susan Tooke at Long Branch Studios

installation shot of "Woodlands" at Gallery Page and Strange    Visual Viewpoints: Tooke invites viewers to Woodlands show the Chronicle Herald, Arts and Life, September 18, 2013 - 5:41pm  BY ELISSA BARNARD ARTS REPORTER I have been to Hemlock Ravine, but I have never seen it the way  Halifax artist  Susan Tooke does. Her woods teem in colour and line in a cheerful and exciting new  show, Woodlands,  at Gallery Page  and Strange at 1869 Granville St.  in Halifax until Sept. 27. The side of each wood panel is painted in the acrylic colour — red,  or teal, or royal  blue or green —  that will dominate the background  of each image.  With eye-popping colour, outlines and a visceral  energy in her lines and abstracted  forms, Tooke  continues to create  an exalted experience of the land that she first  introduced in her  show,  Transformation, two years ...

Bog Trail, Cape Breton Lately, I have been working on paper, creating pieces for the Paper show at Gallery Page and Strange.  The show opens on Friday, February 15, 6-8 p.m.  To quote the gallery: "This exhibition is focusing on paper. We bring elements of the artists studio into the gallery so you can see parts of the process too. Sketch books and initial works on paper are on display to give you a sense of what really lies behind the artworks that you love. Not only is it fascinating to see the history of a work of art, it is beautiful. This exhibition is fantastic for a new collector. Works on paper will be available and often cost significantly less than a fully realized canvas. Work on paper in a private collection loans a sense of sophistication and deeper appreciation of what it is an artist does." Hope to see you there!

Three Totems, 5' x 4', acrylic on wood panel October in Cape Breton is spectacular... even when rainy and wet. Richard and I hiked each day, sketching, painting, and immersing ourselves in the landscape.  On one of the trails on Mount Grenville, St. Peter's a clearing in the woods held three ancient trunks in varying states of decay. They seemed to be watchers with a stoic dignity, at the edge of the forest; echos of the old-growth, with grasses and brambles forming a quilted covering for their roots, still anchoring them to the earth.