Author Archives: Jane Hannah

In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below.      We are the Dead. Short days … Continue reading →

Next Saturday is our annual Square Foot Exhibition and I hope that you will be able to come and say hello if you live somewhat close to this property. Drawing people is difficult for me… and as you can see … Continue reading →

— SOLD — A canvas may be measured with inches, but the speed with which you travel over it is regulated by the artist. — The Art Spirit by Robert Henri I have been swamped with correcting student projects as … Continue reading →

Writing… is an act of faith: I believe it’s also an act of hope, the hope that things can get better than they are. — Margaret Atwood In the province of Quebec there are 43 lighthouses and are enjoying a … Continue reading →

An active line on a walk, moving freely, without goal. A walk for a walk’s sake. — Paul Klee Still listening to Thom Yorke and his mesmerizing voice, words and music. Catching up with Inktober prompts today and this is … Continue reading →

This is a waltz thinking about our bodies What they mean for our salvation With only the clothes that we stand up in Just the ground on which we stand Is the darkness ours to take? Bathed in lightness, bathed … Continue reading →

Dogs can never speak the language of humans, and humans can never speak the language of dogs. But many dogs can understand almost every word humans say, while humans seldom learn to recognize more than half a dozen barks, if … Continue reading →

An active line on a walk, moving freely, without goal. A walk for a walk’s sake. — Paul Klee Flowing lines for today’s Flowing prompt. #inktober2018 #inktober #flowing #lines #abstract

A line is a dot that went for a walk. — Paul Klee On October 9th 2004 I wrote in my journal that the fall foliage was at its most beautiful… and today, October 10th, the colours are at their … Continue reading →

The dance between darkness and light will always remain — the stars and the moon will always need the darkness to be seen, the darkness will just not be worth having without the moon and the stars.” ― C. JoyBell C. … Continue reading →

Ring the bells that still can ring  Forget your perfect offering  There is a crack in everything  That’s how the light gets in. ― Leonard Cohen Living here in Québec there are some language quirks that are quite interesting. Students mentioned … Continue reading →

— SOLD — You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view. —  Atticus Finch in To Kill a Mockingbird. Inktober 5 with a feathery, fat chick -))) I love line drawing, and with a … Continue reading →

Life isn’t a support-system for art. It’s the other way around. — On Writing, A Memoir of the Craft by Stephen King Here is the Spell prompt for #inktober2018 -)))

I’ve seen fire and I’ve seen rain I’ve seen sunny days that I thought would never end I’ve seen lonely times when I could not find a friend But I always thought that I’d see you again –Fire & Rain … Continue reading →

You build up resistance to stress by learning, acquiring and practicing skills needed to go forward and cope.  — Dr. Donald Meichenbaum, University of Waterloo, Ontario, Canada http://painterskeys.com/art-and-stress-2/ Here are the tools below that I will be using through the … Continue reading →

A writer who waits for ideal conditions under which to work,” wrote E.B. White, “will die without putting a word on paper. The same can be said for all artists I guess, and I know that for painters the above … Continue reading →

I lost my job as an art salesman. It was the customer’s fault. He wanted to buy the wrong paintings.  — (Vincent van Gogh) This is Labour Day weekend and it’s a 3-day weekend which permitted me to draw today… … Continue reading →

“You need a village, if only for the pleasure of leaving it. A village means that you are not alone, knowing that in the people, the trees, the earth, there is something that belongs to you, waiting for you when … Continue reading →

     Just for today I’m going to try to make a better painting. We’re not talking Sistine Chapel here, just a piece of joy begun and ended between sunup and sundown.      Just for today I’ll be happy … Continue reading →

In considering lines as a means of drawing, it is well to remember that the line practically does not exist in nature. It is a convention we use. — The Art Spirit by Robert Henri For those of you who … Continue reading →

Grandpa was a carpenter, he built houses, stores and banks, he chain-smoked Camel cigarettes and hammered nails in planks. He was level-on-the-level, shaved even every door, and voted for Eisenhower ’cause Lincoln won the war. — John Prine Sounds like … Continue reading →

Afoot and light-hearted I take to the open road,  Healthy, free, the world before me,  The long brown path before me leading wherever I choose.  Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I myself am good-fortune,  Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone … Continue reading →