One day, while painting, I told myself “I’ve got to get rid of some of these paintings!”
Yes this habit can be expensive but I don’t go out much so instead of spending my money on bars, drinks, shows and fancy clothes, I spend my money on art supply.
But that’s not why I have to get rid of them. Space is getting tight, if I stare at any painting too long I take the risk of painting over it. But also in order to move forward, to be inspired, I need a white canvas in front of me. I need to leave the past behind.

So I’m having a small show so anyone interested can see my paintings in person, and to maybe let some of them go. And who knows, maybe make enough money to get myself a new easel.

I’m really excited about this, it’s giving me something to do besides chores. But I’m also extremely nervous about it. Opening up my home, letting people in, putting myself and my art in a situation to be judged. It will be the most exposed I have been in a long time. And the decision to do this didn’t come easily but I felt it necessary. I don’t know how many opportunities I’ll have to do this. From having the energy to organize it, to having a chance to say hello again to people I haven’t seen in a long time, and in some cases it might be a chance to say good bye.

Every piece in my latest collection is inspired by the colors I remember from profound memories I have. From the red rocks and blue skies of Sedona, mixed with the white sands of New Mexico. Day turning into night in the vast dunes of the Sahara desert, the sunsets over the grassy fields and dry lands of the Serengeti. The grass, the mountains, the lakes, the rain, the snow, the colored leaves of fall, the sunsets, the city, the nightlife, the calm, and the busy life lived in Montreal.
I like to remember all these moments (and more), and the people I spent them with, in color.

So for anyone interested in possibly coming to my show, send me a message and I’ll send you the info.