It’s been a week since Cam and Karen left for Ontario, leaving me here to put my pencil to paper and brush to canvass.
I’m over the moon. It’s the first time I can remember being on my own in a long, long time.
I’m getting out and about the property, attempting to do a sketch-a-day, and working on the commissions that are keeping me afloat on this crazy adventure. Huge, huge thanks to Cam and Karen, Kimberly Bruce, Judith Thomson, and Janet Noye for the help this month! (Kim: It's finished, but I don't want to spoil the surprise by posting it here. I'll be shipping it early next week).
Here's a couple from the quickly filling sketch-books:
It seems that my desire to be an “artist in residence” has met with some success. (Did I just jinx it?) In exchange for room, board, and a place to paint - I create an original work of art. ‘cuz, hey - everyone has a feature wall that needs a feature, right?
As a HoboSapien, I couldn’t be happier with the arrangement, and it seems to be clicking along. In the last year I’ve exchanged art for space in Toronto, Portland, Wells, and now here in P.E.I. (affectionately known as Yellow-Wood Farm), one of the most charming places I’ve ever visited. My first time on the Island, and I’m smitten! It’s right on the West River and is host to some of the most spectacular sunsets/sunrises I’ve ever seen.
There’s something about the light here which is simply magical.
Oh - and the leaves have started to appear! Overnight, it seems. The farm has exploded in green. I’m running quickly out of Yellow and Blue paint.
Hard to believe there was still snow on the ground when I arrived.
Nice one, nature.
Next: I’ll be wrapping up here on the 4th of June and headed to Nova Scotia to ride the rails, visit some old friends, and see some new sights.
p.s. In the last three weeks, I’ve heard one siren (when I went into Charlottetown for Art Supplies).
Remarkable by the absence, considering I used to live across the alley from a Fire-Station just off Yonge Street.