A tribute to our Health Care Workers and Front-Liners
I reached out to my local Joseph Brant Hospital and they were very receptive to the idea of working with me to promote the sale of this painting. Part of the proceeds will go to their foundation. Thank you to the Hamilton Spectator and the Burlington Post for their support. Links to the articles below
For many of us the sight of a small aluminum boat with an outboard motor may spark the memory of the first time taking the helm of a watercraft. Or perhaps it was a time spent fishing in a secluded bay at the break of dawn, or maybe taking a run across the lake to pick up some supplies and fill a gas tank at the marina. These small vessels allowed us to explore parts of our waterways that we just couldn’t get to with the larger boats. They rarely got washed, were usually abused and dented, and typically had a small leak that kept your feet wet. Generally starting on the first or second pull, these little guys often became the heroes when having to rescue a big broken down runabout in the middle of the lake.
I vividly remember the first time I was allowed to take my uncle’s fourteen footer out on my own. What a thrill it was, so much faster than the canoe… but OH! OH! …he never showed me how to dock it!
I was deeply touched by the gratitude and emotion displayed by the Marshals when I presented this painting to the them at their home on Gull River.
During our busy and hectic schedules, It can be a real treat to take the time and just sit down at your local restaurant or cafe to relax with a cup of coffee. It is even more enjoyable when you are greeted with a genuine and welcoming smile, or perhaps even a little conversation. Pleasant morning encounters such as this, just help to get the day off to a good start. When someone puts in that extra effort to spread a little joy and happiness into my day, I just have to say, “Keep the Change.”
This painting is currently on display at the Art Gallery of Burlington in the Small is Beautiful Exhibition.
When I was young I would spend hours looking through the ‘Le Baron’ catalogue that I picked up at the Sportsman Show. I would study all the fishing lures and tackle trying to decide what belonged in my collection. When I got to visit a store where fishing gear was sold I would be in awe. All the racks of colourful lures and equipment would be on display like sparkling jewelry. After selecting what ever I could afford at the time, I would go home and organize my tackle box, while at the same time anticipating and dreaming of the next trip out on the water. When I finally got out there, usually at the crack of dawn, it was time to select the right lure and cast it across the still water in hopes that that bass lurking under the surface would see it as ‘Fish Candy’ and go for it.
My grandfather was able to fix almost anything. Sitting down usually, and smoking his pipe, he would calmly tinker at his repair projects in the driveway or at the kitchen table. When he needed a tool or a part he would provide me with pin point directions and send me off to his garage to retrieve whatever he needed. Eager to help, I would have to navigate past disassembled engines, a boat, tires, tool boxes and various other obstacles in order to make my way to the work bench. Amongst the cornucopia of tools and hardware cluttering every square inch of horizontal surface I would have to find, for instance, a 7/16” spanner. It would usually take me two or three trips, each time obtaining a more detailed description of the tool and it’s location, before I was successful at locating it.
At times I stood lost in that dimly lit garage and would say to myself, “Why couldn’t he just ask me for the Red Pipe Wrench?”
When you slice open a lime there is usually something good that is going to follow. It could be a garnish to enhance a cocktail or a cool drink, an ingredient for a marinade, or a great addition to a salad or vegetable dish. Limes smell good, taste good and look great. Just a ‘happy fruit!
I included the Japanese Sandoku knife in this painting because of it’s broad blade design within a short length, which worked out perfectly to capture the reflection of the limes.
A few years ago my wife Mary and I along with six great friends, enjoyed a fantastic trip to wine country in California. I collected many corks from some of the wines we enjoyed and the different wineries that we we visited. I decided to put them in a pile and paint them.