
Coloured pencil and acrylic on paper (1989)
Size unknown. In private collection (apologies for the angled shot of a framed piece, not to mention the old speckled slide).

Acrylic, ink, re-harvested PETE plastic on linen (2024)
This piece is now finished. It will be exhibited in Kingston for the month of November (Window Gallery) as part of the OKWA (Organization of Kingston Women Artists) annual show. Here is the statement I wrote in response to the show’s theme, Change:
“Ollie the orangutan was photographed in 1988 for a book about endangered species. In my painting he is bewildered, palms up in despair, bearing witness to the death and destruction in Gaza over the past year. This artwork itself has seen much change, originally a dense network of red dots but layer by layer overlaid with paint and buried in plastic rubble, symbolizing the tens of thousands of individual lives lost. If he is still alive, Ollie is 42 years old. I show him fading from our view just as these magnificent creatures are vanishing from the world, approaching extinction.”

Water soluble crayon/pencil and graphite on paper (1990)
Size: w 13″ x h 25″
This is what I wrote in 1990 about this piece:
Like the photographer James Balog who photographed the 15-month-old Atlantic green turtle on its back, I too am “continually mesmerized by this image of delicate sensibility.” Balog tells us in his new book, Survivors: A New Vision of Endangered Wildlife, that the species is on the verge of extinction following systematic exploitation for meat, eggs, and oil. This picture is about vulnerability, and also about the awareness of incalculable suffering which surrounds and drowns each of us like a heavy sea. The turtle yearns to extend herself, to reach beyond her own separateness. The Scythian mirror, a relic from the sixth century BC, is symbolic of her vain, broken effort.

Yet another detail (see last two posts), showing a bit more this time. Not finished yet.
This painting began with the idea of red flames, figures descending stairwells and climbing escape ladders while the earth’s treasure, all we cherish in this world, is vanishing, gone forever out the window. It is not so red anymore, but the fire and fear of red reach back to a painting I originally posted in February last year, Nereids Enter the Burning Forest.

Here is the statement I wrote recently for that painting:
This painting is about bravery in the face of insurmountable odds. The two figures run into a burning forest carrying balls of water, balloons. They do this rather than step back, look away, leave the job to others. With their action they counter the hopelessness we on the sidelines feel in these times of crisis. As I write this, the world mourns in anger the seemingly targeted deaths of seven humanitarian aid workers in Gaza.
RED
Red for me means love and joy
But that is not the subject here.
Fire and Fear
This red is a line and a light:
Don’t cross, it taunts;
Don’t move, it mocks.
This red threatens and cons.
Courage, it cries!
Promising passion,
It pleads sacrifice.
This red is infernal
Gathering heat as it roils and rolls,
It bleeds its case.
It wants your life.

Acrylic and graphite powder on canvas (2023)
Size: w 16″ x h 12″ x d 1″
Part III of Triptych Into White (I, II, III: Destruction, Extinction, Disintegration)
Into White (I, II, III: Destruction, Extinction, Disintegration) — see previous posts for October and November — is a response to the current wars in the Ukraine and the Middle East, to the accelerating rate of extinction of species, to our rising fear for the future of the planet. It is currently on display at the Tri-Art Gallery in Kingston ON until early January 2024 as part of White, the first in a series of exhibits based on pigments. The entire show can be viewed online at https://www.triartgallery.ca/white
White is terror, white is peace; extreme heat and bitter cold. For me, white especially symbolizes absence, before the beginning and after the end, the initial void and the final emptiness. White is eternity, what always was and what will remain when time runs out. I see white as non-existence but not to be confused with death, as it is outside the circle of mortality within which all other colours are eventually absorbed into black. White is thus unknowable as it lies at one remove, not next or beside but one step away from life, after the chalk line has been erased.
Destruction: The action or process of causing so much damage to something that it no longer exists or cannot be repaired.
Extinction: The complete disappearance of a species from Earth.
Disintegration: The process of losing cohesion and unity; of coming to pieces, falling apart.

Acrylic, handmade paper, ink on cradled birch panel (2023)
Size: w 16″ x h 12″ x d 1.5″
Part II of Triptych Into White (I, II, III: Destruction, Extinction, Disintegration)
Extinction
Extinction is the complete disappearance of a species from earth (National Geographic Society).
Extinction: A situation in which something no longer exists (Cambridge Dictionary).

Acrylic, ink, Japanese paper on canvas (started 2021, still in progress 2023)
Size: w 22″ x h 28″‘ x d 2″
This is the first of two (or more) baby octopuses joining the Nereids in this painting. I think I am procrastinating about finishing the sea dragons who occupy the bottom half of the canvas, but who’s in a hurry? Unfortunately the sun came out when I had just gotten started photographing, so the top half of the image is a bit obscured in the glare.