Listen to the wind, it talks
Listen to the silence, it speaks
Listen to your heart, it knows.
— Proud native american
I wish all of you Health, love, wisdom & a long life!
I went back today to my all-time favourite spot to do some plein air painting (from my car I might add) and the mountain of Rigaud stirs my heart. This New Year has me in a retrospective & prospective state of mind and I am sitting sandwiched between these two states, which I fancy. I like thinking back, and I also like thinking forward. I anticipate the opening chapter of a new semester with my students & I regret the closing of another chapter of my life, where age seems to defy me! I am relishing my semester break & already it feels as though the sun is giving off its soft rays a tad longer every day. Life goes fast & slow, new friendships appear & old ones disappear sometimes, family grows and then shrinks. My pillars are the practice of the arts & the fulfillment of knowledge which are dear to me & keep me rooted.
Paper: Arches Cold Press 8″ x 6″
Colours: Q. Rose, Deep Sap Green, French Ultramarine, Burnt Sienna, Burnt Umber
Fountain Pen: Platinum Century 3776 (the height of Mount Fuji)
Ink: Noodlers’ Lexington Grey
Location: Rigaud Mountain, Quebec, Canada