I have a vivid memory from when I was a child. One Saturday morning, as I passed a local artist’s studio, I looked in the large window and saw art students busy at their easels.
An incredible longing to be in there washed over me. I wanted to join them but because extras were a luxury in my family, I never mentioned it to my parents.
But that moment left its echo.
A Wake-up Call
Many years later after a long Toronto winter, I took a walk while on a lunch break from work. At the intersection, when the walk sign gave permission, I stepped off the curb to cross. At that moment, a driver ran his red light. It passed so close, I could have reached out and touched the vehicle before it struck a nearby light pole. Debris flew all around me.
My legs barely held me up until I got back to the sidewalk and collapsed, hardly believing I hadn’t been struck. To say I was grateful to be alive would be putting it mildly.
Thinking back on the incident, I asked myself, “Why was I waiting to pursue my dreams?”
I read books like The Artist’s Way. I took classes and workshops. I experimented with mediums and processes. I settled on watercolours as the right place to focus and worked hard at learning all I could. I kept working in order to pay for my habit but the goal was always to lead a more creative life and claim my dream of being an artist.
Finding My Place
My husband and I took a gigantic leap of faith and moved from Ontario where we had lived over 40 years to Nova Scotia and the beautiful Bay of Fundy. After settling in, my husband created a studio for me next to our home.
It was the place I’d been waiting to find since spotting those students through that long-ago window.
Most days now, you’ll find me in the studio working with paint and fibre, my preferred mediums. The awesome power of the Bay of Fundy is right outside my windows but it’s really the small things that inspire me. I want my art to reflect this love of the natural world, especially those things we all tend to just walk by, hardly noticing. Like a bee at work in a flower or the beauty of wet pebbles as the tide recedes.
My wish is for my art to create a longing in you as well, that will echo in the choices you make in your own life. If you’d like to see more of my art click here to visit my gallery.