Pines bend on granite perches as visitors come and go in this sacred space. Silence returns in ebbs and flows, while undulating skies filter us in spackled light. Wings spread wide give warnings of danger, as they draw closer in motions of solidarity and comfort. Continue to embrace kindness and inclusion in all that you do, but be aware of the wisdom in the signal.
Back to the Artwork pagePines bend on granite perches as visitors come and go in this sacred space. Silence returns in ebbs and flows, while undulating skies filter us in spackled light. Wings spread wide give warnings of danger, as they draw closer in motions of solidarity and comfort. Continue to embrace kindness and inclusion in all that you do, but be aware of the wisdom in the signal.
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.
St. Pauls College introduced two young students to each other, as well as the opportunity to make other life long friends. Love blossomed between the two, and led to a stiffling hot August day in seventy-seven, where exchanged vows changed their lives forever. Gibson Lake taught them the joys of paddling, and Killarney proved that the quickest way to escape a bear was to head out on the water.
On April 12, 1980 an artificial limb was dipped in St. John’s Harbour, and a quixotic adventure had begun.
More than one hundred years have passed over Achray landscapes. A guardian of the land, entrusted to protect the pillars of the forest, ventured along Grand Lake shores in search of inspiration. Across the waters of Carcajou Bay, violet horizons roll in serpentine rhythms, while foreground branches bow in sunbathed splendor. He ensured his dependent lived forever in his oil sketch, as rocky shores, pristine waters, and windswept Pines were the culmination of Thomson’s Jack Pine visions.