Ravens cry for dreams unfulfilled. Isolation draws us to each other in spirit and comforting reality, as we reminisce of days past. We are comforted by the memories of those who have shaped our lives and taught us simple truths which guide us and give us strength. In this tranquil space we dream of gatherings where an embrace and closeness is the norm. Rejoice and be assured that all will soon come to pass as we shelter.
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Ravens cry for dreams unfulfilled. Isolation draws us to each other in spirit and comforting reality, as we reminisce of days past. We are comforted by the memories of those who have shaped our lives and taught us simple truths which guide us and give us strength. In this tranquil space we dream of gatherings where an embrace and closeness is the norm. Rejoice and be assured that all will soon come to pass as we shelter.
Brush strokes record this primal land in ways unseen before. Colour and textures are borrowed from the landscapes with imaginative flare, as thoughts of profit are replaced by the appreciation of nature’s priceless gifts. Seek the patience and understanding of names such as Thomson, Jackson, and Harris, as you pass through these lands. Their memories live forever in brief moments bathed in sunlit splendour and cloud shrouded mystery. Take time to pause, reflect, and admire this gift presented to all of us by the painter.
On April 12, 1980 an artificial limb was dipped in St. John’s Harbour, and a quixotic adventure had begun.
We stand alone in silent reflection, remembering the day we have just shared. Each moment spent in appreciation for the presence of the other. Stars begin to scatter across a darkening sky, as rocky shores turn magically from solid monoliths to glassy, translucent points of light. The perfect ending to a day of discovery and love is captured in a moonlight embrace.
We are not alone in this forest of ever changing hues and varied depths of understanding. Images that challenge us sweep in on gentle breezes or forceful gusts, but the strength we absorb from others keeps us grounded. Reach up from the darkness, and be craddled in the branches of the forest’s light.