Carol Wiebe

A few tweaks and yesterday’s image made me think of DNA. When something is “in our blood,” we are simply drawn to it like a moth to a flame. (And like the moth, what we experience is incendiary!) It is the story within us, begging to be told. It is the dance our legs won’t stop moving to. It’s the painting our hands itch to brush over  the canvas. It’s the song that keeps running through our minds, that we sing in the shower, to our lovers, our children. Clarissa Pinkola Este

I often take photos of petals, flowers, stems, twigs, leaves and so on that fall onto sidewalks, roads and patios. I love playing with the calligraphy they form. Summer Languishes and Tribute show results that came from playing digitally with what I call flora-calligraphy. Here are a couple more. From the Core Seeking Contentment I print and lightly gesso these pages to form wonderful backgrounds to paint on, or use them as collage elements in larger paintings. I spend many h

Having a lot of things drying in your studio is a good thing, because it means you are working . However, it’s a bit boring watching paint dry, and if you try to hurry it up you usually end up regretting your attempt. So I stitched this paper collage. It actually related to my leftover paint paintings. These are leftover printouts, that are fun to stitch together and then paint over. I obviously have a thing for leftovers. Either that, or I like to fool myself into not over t

I visited Granville Island this week and was literally stopped in my tracks when I came upon a painting by artist Janie Lockwood. I saw Connecting and quickly motioned my sister to gaze upon its loveliness as well. The online pic of this painting does not do it justice, of course. The detail and texture are subtle, and must be seen “live” to be fully appreciated. As Janie articulates in her artist statement: My focus has been to emphasize on the beauty of nature. I do this by