From the Pacific Northwest – Part II

Musings in Autumn: Kathleen Jenks

“As autumn returns to earth’s northern hemisphere,

and day and night are briefly, 

but perfectly,

balanced at the equinox,

may we remember anew how fragile life is —-

human life, surely, 
but also the lives of all other creatures,

trees and plants, 

waters and winds.
May we make wise choices in how and what we harvest,
may earth’s weather turn kinder,
may there be enough food for all creatures,
may the diminishing light in our daytime skies
be met by an increasing compassion and tolerance
in our hearts.”

Canadian Art – Part I of II: Darlene Cole

In the words of one writer, “For years, Darlene Cole has been capturing a hazy, haunting world of poetry and wonder for audiences worldwide. The artist’s distinct oil painting techniques lend a watercolour effect to her subjects without compromising rich colour values and velvety textures. Cole’s canvases—dreamy expanses inhabited by spirited figures—are studies of time and memory. These figures—both human and animal—play a pivotal role, evoking emotional responses in the viewer as Cole navigates between layers of reference and meaning.  At once playful and melancholic, Cole’s work draws on themes characteristic of her established painting career: the inherent mystery of old architectural interiors, the power of painterly colour and texture to spark memory, and the exploration of childhood innocence and its loss. Canvases offer delicate detail work that gives form to softly blended screens of colour, mapping the seamless and often unconscious journey from visual prompt to archetypal meaning: an elk’s elegant antlers emerge against a mossy plane; a child’s red dress bursts through the haze of a dreamy playground; a rowboat sails off toward a dusky horizon. Other recurring tropes in Cole’s work—velvet curtains, picture frames, and armoires—are thresholds that beckon us to an exciting place, far beyond the frame.”

Below – “Intimates (Behind the Curtain)”; “Emblem (Belles and the Beat)”; “In Blush Time (If My Heart Could Talk); “Brave as a Bear (We Kissed as the Sky Held Us Close)”; “Emblem (Melt with You)”; “Emblem (Brings Me to Another Place).”






A Poem for Today

“Autumn Dreams”
By Mortimer Crane Brown

I know the year is dying,
Soon the summer will be dead.
I can trace it in the flying
Of the black crows overhead;
I can hear it in the rustle
Of the dead leaves as I pass,
And the south wind’s plaintive sighing
Through the dry and withered grass.

Ah, ’tis then I love to wander,
Wander idly and alone,
Listening to the solemn music
Of sweet nature’s undertone;
Wrapt in thoughts I cannot utter,
Dreams my tongue cannot express,
Dreams that match the autumn’s sadness
In their longing tenderness.

Musings in Autumn: Harriette Arnow

“There was something frantic in their blooming, as if they knew that frost was near and then the bitter cold.  They’d lived through all the heat and noise and stench of summertime, and now each widely opened flower was like a triumphant cry, ‘We will, we will make seed before we die.’”

Mary Anne Evans (1819-1880), known by her pen name George Eliot, was an English novelist, poet, journalist, and translator.

Some quotes from the work of Mary Anne Evans:

“It is never too late to be what you might have been.”
“What do we live for, if it is not to make life less difficult for each other?”
“It is a narrow mind which cannot look at a subject from various points of view.”
“Adventure is not outside man; it is within.”
“It seems to me we can never give up longing and wishing while we are still alive. There are certain things we feel to be beautiful and good, and we must hunger for them.”
“It is an uneasy lot at best, to be what we call highly taught and yet not to enjoy: to be present at this great spectacle of life and never to be liberated from a small hungry shivering self—never to be fully possessed by the glory we behold, never to have our consciousness rapturously transformed into the vividness of a thought, the ardor of a passion, the energy of an action, but always to be scholarly and uninspired, ambitious and timid, scrupulous and dim-sighted.”
“It is a common sentence that knowledge is power; but who hath duly considered or set forth the power of ignorance? Knowledge slowly builds up what ignorance in an hour pulls down.”
“If we had a keen vision and feeling of all ordinary human life, it would be like hearing the grass grow and the squirrel’s heart beat, and we should die of that roar which lies on the other side of silence.”

Musings in Autumn: Hal Borland

“Summer ends, and Autumn comes, and he who would have it otherwise would have high tide always and a full moon every night.”

A Second Poem for Today

“You Reading This, Be Ready”
By William Stafford

Starting here, what do you want to remember?
How sunlight creeps along a shining floor?
What scent of old wood hovers, what softened
sound from outside fills the air?

Will you ever bring a better gift for the world
than the breathing respect that you carry
wherever you go right now? Are you waiting
for time to show you some better thoughts?

When you turn around, starting here, lift this
new glimpse that you found; carry into evening
all that you want from this day. This interval you spent
reading or hearing this, keep it for life—

What can anyone give you greater than now,
starting here, right in this room, when you turn around?


Musings in Autumn: Charles Dickens

“On the motionless branches of some trees, autumn berries hung like clusters of coral beads, as in those fabled orchards where the fruits were jewels . . .”

Canadian Art – Part II of II: Ken Campbell

In the words of one writer, “Ken Campbell is a second-generation painter and has been immersed in the visual arts all of his life. Ken’s father mentored him as a youngster, in the principles and techniques of visual art. So while not formally trained, his passion for art grew in a supportive family environment. After his university sociology/psychology studies he returned to his pursuit of art and brought his interest in humanities with him.
In his early career Ken shared his creative time between fine art and commercial art. Like his early influences, Tom Thompson and the Group of Seven, many of whom were also commercial artists, he wore many creative hats including editorial cartoonist, production artist, graphic designer, art director, creative director, book illustrator and painter. In these too he was largely self-taught, preferring to train on-the-job, resulting in the emergence of a distinctive style that earning recognition in television, display, print, publishing and the galleries.
Today Ken Campbell is a full-time fine art painter working in British Columbia. His original fine art includes drawings, plein aire paintings and studio works. A practitioner in oils and acrylic media he adapts such techniques as “oils over acrylics”, “metallic pigments painting” and Renaissance-style “underpainting & glazing”. His style is based in realism with notes of impressionism and abstraction. Ken’s oil and acrylic canvases reflect his passion for remarkable places and contemplative moments… seascapes, landscapes, figurative, still life and wildlife compositions.”

Below – “Luna Azul E Canoe”; “Sandspit – VIII”; “Woodland Flowers – II”; “Tidal Pool – II”; “Sandbar – II”; “Lily Bay – II.”






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