on Howe Sound

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A couple of days ago, on Monday, we went out to Horseshoe Bay in West Vancouver, where there is a ferry terminal servicing the islands and the Sunshine Coast. One of our favourite seafood restaurants, where we had lunch (in honour of my birthday), overlooks the marina and the ferries going back and forth. The top photo is taken from my seat inside, showing the large Nanaimo ferry. The smaller ferry in the next image travels back and forth to nearby Bowen Island.

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Looking back from the marina to the village, and up the mountainside to admire the fog lingering on the treetops.

Though it was cloudy but not raining, we made a spur of the moment decision to take a drive up Howe Sound as far as Porteau Cove. This was our first time on the new Sea-to-Sky highway that goes up to Whistler, all rebuilt for the Winter Olympics of 2010. Quite an engineering feat on these steep mountainsides overlooking the Sound and on up through the Coast Mountain range.

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Silly me, I had forgotten to recharge my camera batteries beforehand so I was unable to take any more photos after H.B. Husband took a couple with his phone camera – above is the better one taken looking south from Porteau Cove. I wish you could have seen the numerous cormorants, seagulls and blue herons sitting in rows on the concrete walls by the pier.

I was struck by how very fresh the air was here, so unlike in the past when it was often foul from paper mills. Apparently the water is also much improved and a variety of sea life is returning. This is sacred territory to the Squamish First Nations, and so rich in their stories which we read about with great interest at an expansive storyboard next to a viewpoint over the Sound. We must get to Whistler one day to visit the stunning new Squamish Lil’wat Cultural Centre.

It was a heartwarming, magical and beautiful afternoon. We are so blessed to live in this gorgeous part of the world, and we hope it stays this way for future generations, not destroyed by the powerful oil interests currently fighting for increased access to our coast.

February flowers

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Our typical westcoast warming blanket of cloud cleared overnight bringing us some pretty though short-lived frost. Today’s too rare sunshine was a gift though the vision of bright white snow on the mountain tops reminded us that it still is winter higher up and we are not immune to a late snowfall lower down. It’s been relatively mild, maybe average at sea level this season. The first harbingers of spring, the snowdrops, have been out for a while, now joined by the hellebore and potted primulas, admittedly protected next to the house. A few early yellow crocus flowers appeared a few days ago which often don’t come until about the end of the month.

Meanwhile, we’ve been following the news of terrific blizzards in eastern Canada and northeast USA. Such lovely photos of snow yet such difficulties when there’s too much at once. I hope you are all safe and warm! I grew up in cold snowy places the first 27 years of my life and have not forgotten what it is like. May these images of flowers give you hope that spring is around the corner. I know we are lucky to have ended up living here.

Tonight is the start of the Asian New Year celebrations including in Vancouver’s Chinatown. Tomorrow is British Columbia’s first Family Day holiday, a much-needed one to break that long period between Christmas and Easter. In Finland schools have a ski week holiday this month. Valentine’s or Friendship Day is coming too. Tomorrow is also another birthday for yours truly, and my husband’s is at the end of the month. A good month, in my books!

Michiko Suzuki: A Feeler

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Michiko has a solo exhibition of her latest prints coming up at the Bellevue Gallery in West Vancouver. The opening is on Valentine’s Day, Feb 14th, 6 to 8 pm. and the exhibition continues to March 16th, 2013.

Read about Michiko’s current theme and view some of her older works on Bellevue’s pages.
Michiko’s name and numerous exhibitions have appeared often on these pages — here are links to the most recent:
~ A four person exhibition in the Embassy of Canada in Tokyo
~ Our Institute group’s exhibition in Tokyo
~ Michiko’s previous solo exhibition at the Bellevue
Hope to see you on the 14th!

in Steveston

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Yesterday afternoon we headed out to the old fishing village of Steveston, a part of Richmond (a city south of Vancouver). It was a cool drizzly afternoon with a bit of a chill in the wind as we walked from our car to the Fishermens’ Wharf, located on the south arm of Fraser River. Unlike the very warm sunny day in 2008 when the place was crowded with people strolling on the boardwalk, buying seafood directly off the boats, and dining at the tables outside the many restaurants, it was almost desolate.

We met dear friends who came from out of town for a few days to visit their family and for business. We had great food in one of the surprisingly busy seafood restaurants on this wharf. As we chatted and ate, a couple of huge freighters headed out to sea. It was a heartwarming visit though much too short.

By the time we were driving back home, the rush hour had begun so we decided to wait it out by shopping in a certain Swedish store enroute. (Yay, I found bed and bath linens in a colour I’ve been trying to find for some time.) We dawdled there for a while over coffee, then got bored and decided to tackle the traffic anyway. By this time it was dark and raining very heavily making visibility a challenge. The traffic was terrible and slow but we did make it home safely, tired from the hour’s journey. But it was worth it seeing our good friends for a couple of hours and in such a lovely spot.

hand studies (3)

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As I mentioned in hand studies (2), I’m playing with the idea of a series of hands other than my own. Our twelve year old granddaughter was an eager and willing model at the scanner. We did a number of them of which these two are some of the favourites.

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Here she is ‘dressed to the nines‘ for her ninth blog anniversary today, with a wish to extend warmest thank yous to all readers for your visits, comments, conversations and friendship over these years. Though I post less frequently I am still rather fond of this strange online combination of artist’s diary, sketchbook, photo album, scrapbook and catch-all of impressions and inspirations found on the net. Most of all I value the human connections this medium has opened up, for it would not be as much fun to write to the void, would it? I sometimes wonder how long this blog and blogs in general will continue with technology changing so fast.

Also, can you believe it is already February? I once wrote:
February was named after the Latin term februum, which means purification…” and
“In Finnish, the month is called helmikuu, meaning “month of the pearl”; when snow melts on tree branches, it forms droplets, and as these freeze again, they are like pearls of ice.”

There are no pearls of ice here right now but we do have little white buds of snowdrops peeping up above the dark damp soil in the garden. The days are getting longer. Spring cannot be far away. This cycle of the seasons is familiar and natural, a counterpoint to all this communication technology.

Added February 2nd: Speaking of pearls of ice, you must see these gorgeous photos by superb Finnish photographer Iines.

hand studies (2)

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Granddaughter Niamh’s hands

These are two of the several photos I took the day I had the idea to use an image of both our granddaughters’ hands for our Christmas 2012 card. I might play with these some more for the possible new series of variations on hands, as I wrote before. Hmmm, I may have to find and coax the other granddaughter, daughters, husband, friends to willingly model their hands for me in the pursuit of my art so I don’t have to use my own all the time.

nests

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Now and then I try to do some housekeeping of my too numerous files on this computer as well as the archives of this blog. In my recent rounds, I came across some more photos of one of the wasp nests as seen in Hand with Wasp Nests, so I have placed them in their new home here.

The lower image reveals the amazing underside with an odd cap on top, presumably the sticky patch that enabled it to be attached to the wood frame of a skylight in our solarium. You may have seen the original photo of its face.

I also came across a post with closeup images of the broken nest which I think are worth a revisit, especially for newer readers. I had used one of them in Hand with Wasp Nests, and the other almost whole one in Hand with Nest. (Confusingly similar titles, I know.)

hand studies

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While I continue to work on my Hands series, I am also thinking of possibilities to follow, whether they will be variations on the same theme or something else, I don’t know yet. Anyway, I did some playing with hand scans again with an exploration of tones other than the natural. Here they are in my online ‘sketchbook’ as food for thought…

I seem to revisit hands in my work (and in blog posts such as here) many times and of course hands have been a subject for artists since cave art days. One that I recently learned about thanks to a mention by a fellow artist is Gary Schneider and his fascinating photo series called Handbook 2012. Made by hands’ sweat and heat interacting with film emulsion, these [are] unusual portraits of friends and family…(via Aperture). His work is otherworldy, stunning and thought-provoking.

And I love the thought of my hand images being self-portraits!

on Marly Youmans’ Thaliad

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I have recently finished a second reading of Thaliad, called a post-apocalyptic epic in blank verse. Marly’s writing swept me into another world with her beautiful language and her storytelling magic. Here’s one of my favourite passages:

The glare threw flames of dazzle, dazzle cast
Uncanny aura, aura beckoned dream,
and dream was drowned by day and brought tide
Of gold in spilling flood, to flood the mind
Until no mind was minding anything
But lapping radiance, and radiance
Ruled Glimmerglass and flashing form, the form
Of something weird, making and unmaking,
Unmaking Thalia till Thalia
Was empty husk, and husk was packed with sun,
And sun was sealed in trembling dark, and dark
Arose in dreams, and dreams made lucent night.

(from Chapter XVI, page 62-3)

To me, these words seem like waves repeatedly washing ashore. That repetition and rhythm made me think of The Kalevala, a 19th-century work of epic poetry compiled by Elias Lönnrot from Finnish and Karelian oral folklore and mythology.

I first learned about Marly’s book as a follower of her blog The Palace at 2:00 a.m.. And about Clive Hicks-Jenkins‘ unique and beautiful illustrations for it. Edited and published by my friend Beth Adams for her own Phoenicia Publishing in Montreal, it is truly a collaboration between three artists.

I’m no good at book reviews but could not let this go by without a mention and a recommendation, dear readers. For a fine review, please read this.

Last year, I wrote a bit about Marly Youman’s novel A Death at the White Camellia Orphanage, which I also enjoyed and read twice. There’s something about her writing that I enjoy reading most during the night hours (2 a.m.?) perhaps when the magic feels strongest.

Added January 26th, 2013: Clive Hicks-Jenkins has posted about “a glittering review of Thaliad” at the book blog Tomcat in the Red Room. It really is fabulous. As I commented, it made me feel relieved that my dismal knowledge of the classics and other related literature did not matter for my enjoyment of the book.

Later: forgot to add that Beth has picked up this post of mine to include in Phoenicia’s blog here. I am honoured to be in such good company over there!