tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46914822366282837162024-03-15T18:10:16.639-07:00Candles and Lines...art and other offerings.Erin Candelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861177189901035659noreply@blogger.comBlogger40125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691482236628283716.post-46233300863138366452015-01-23T14:40:00.002-08:002015-01-23T14:40:18.183-08:00Memories of childhood.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I grew up in a small town in Northern BC near a small lake. One winter when I was young there was a quick freeze. It can get to minus 40 below there, and to be an animal outside in the cold of winter the boundary between life and death must be a thin one.<br />
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I was walking outside along the shores of the lake, on the ice. There was a disturbance of colour on the white (it had snowed), and as I approached I realized what must have happened. A swan, trapped by the ice one night would have been a strong fighter for a good period of time before being overcome by cold, fatigue and determined opponents. There was blood and there were feathers, and the mess of both was strong enough language to tell a vicious story. I didn't linger, then. But the elements of that narrative have stayed with me long enough to evolve somewhat with this drawing.Erin Candelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861177189901035659noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691482236628283716.post-42015568594900080962014-04-03T09:46:00.001-07:002014-04-03T09:49:11.112-07:00Artist Statement Revisted<i><span style="font-size: x-small;">I have just applied for an exhibition at the ODD gallery in Dawson City, Yukon. This required a revisiting of my artist statement (every artist's constant work-in-progress) with particular application to the project i wish to show. Here it is...</span></i><br />
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" As an artist, I tend to work most in drawing and print-making. And while ultimately this type of production is grounded in a love of storytelling, I remain somewhat conflicted between a belief in the powers of myth and history, a desire for truth, and a distrust of documented 'fact'. While not mutually exclusive, these elements must be woven together with some caution and critical awareness.<br />
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However, I remain entranced by the heroes and anti-heroes of our Canadian past and present, the struggle and beauty of life on this land, and the cycles of human endeavor and emotion that recall us to humanity. I often refer to old photographs, nature encyclopaedias, community journals and history books for inspiration and information. These sources, however, allow for much that is unwritten, unphotographed, and untold to be imagined.<br />
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Ambiguity then, as well as mystery, history, issues of land, isolation, and the suggestion of a supernatural North are central themes in a scattered attempt to pin down fragments of a collective story, an elusive national mythology. It is my story, but also perhaps it is the story of a uniquely Canadian experience or memory; a journey of sorts toward identity and meaning and culture. "Erin Candelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861177189901035659noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691482236628283716.post-69660790458163670202014-01-21T19:58:00.000-08:002014-01-21T20:01:58.850-08:00<span style="font-size: large;">Wild Is My Love </span><br />
December 5 2013 - January 4th 2014 at Graven Feather<br />
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Of course I was late posting this, but here it is now...photos of my show in December. What an intense beautiful experience it was, making and showing this work.<br />
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I'm working on the development of a show for December at Graven Feather in Toronto. Essentially a love letter on the subject of identity, identification, and reflection, the pieces will be a mixture of sculptural objects, printmaking, and drawings. There will even be some audio involved.<br />
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I'll be documenting some of the process over the next month, starting tonight. The title of the show is My Heart Is A Pinecone. Appropriately, here are some drawings to get things going.<br />
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Erin Candelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861177189901035659noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691482236628283716.post-84758004176273870292013-08-10T14:02:00.002-07:002013-08-10T14:04:46.723-07:00Bears in compassionate positions<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Dear Ra,<br /><br />There are no more cigarettes in this letter. It's all about spray-paint and traffic jams from here on out. Honk if you're epileptic, honk if it's 2:40 p.m., if you love shells. Honk in the name of freedom and fear of the human body. When I say "human body" I mean the kind that tears like lettuce. And when I say "fear" I mean the kind you feel seconds before crashing into a wall. That's the kind of poem this is. The kind raised on excess television violence.<br /><br />All that's left are ads for brotherhood and blowjobs. An ad for 2:42 p.m. A wad of hair. This isn't Marx. I'm not trying to bite the hand that feeds me sour candy. Run down the deer. Rain. Wear a red jacket and pumps. Pave the road back from my bed. I don't own a bed, it must've been the trap I've crept in and out of since I learned how to sleep alone. The Count of Monte Cristo's funeral. God's earlobe. An army of lamb can stop a film but not the violence of handbags. Not 2:43 p.m. Two forty-four pee em. Speak from a babble and a switch. Piss in a telephone booth. Grow a tree. Kidnap a car thief. Talk to him as though you want to be slammed in his trunk like a bag full of rocks.<br /><br />Talk to me in the woods. To my chest. With your fingers.<br /><br />Even if you kick in the gates, <span class="sm-caps" style="font-variant: small-caps;">nyc</span> is still <span class="sm-caps" style="font-variant: small-caps;">nyc</span>. My concussion is still a hotel. The guests are staying lukewarm and I'm picking up the tab. Ask me if I have ever wanted to tear out cables, burn up cradles. Interview my architects about hands. Ask an illegal immigrant how to escape from a political cliche. Does one use hammers? What about the moist area? The brutal caress? The spindle? Where does one learn to speak such a broken language? Are you jealous of films about Vietnam?<br /><br />This poem is dedicated to Jean-Luc Godard. This poem is dedicated to the man who put a gun in my gullet. This poem is a pay-phone.<br /><br />Someone has slashed its chords and ripped out its face. This drink is mixed with a plastic fork. This is an invitation to my Halloween party. Come as a key. Come as a metatextuai tear in the metatextual fabric.<br /><br />Listen to my concert through walls that were built to keep the vermin out of my armpits. Shovel. That's all I ask in return for my sonata on gravel. I mean gravel in a dialectic sense. As in, tomorrow dirt will be glamorous. Asphalt will be categorized as a sound. You will be categorized as an outdated method of psychotherapy. Like confession. Or the couch. Or the chair. I will be classified as a sore loser. Last year's winner must have thrown something hard at my head. Something that shattered like a waltz in a bomb raid. It's almost three o'clock. That makes it exactly several thousand miles since I left your town. I left your mice. I left a confusing note for the exterminators.<br /><br />I've been confused when I should have been<br />reborn as a crusade or a hospital of innocents.<br />I've been bored when I should've been screwed.<br />I've been a hungry year.</div>
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I did some drawings on Canada day this past year (2012) and it happened to also be Gay Pride weekend. Therefore, naturally, maple leaves and rainbows were the order of the day. Have a look (if you can) at the titles below. They tell a story. :)Erin Candelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861177189901035659noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691482236628283716.post-85968036063667983212013-03-17T16:54:00.002-07:002013-03-17T17:09:01.066-07:00Good Things......!<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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Working on creative projects for a living is absolutely meaningful, challenging, and fun for the most part, but people sometimes forget they require a great deal of time and effort without much in the way of outside feedback. That's why it's all the more EXCITING when you get a little bit of positive public recognition!<br />
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My colleague and business partner <a href="http://pamlobb.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color: #e06666;">Pam Lobb</span></a> and I have been positively glowing lately as a result of some good press our studio<span style="color: #e06666;"> <a href="http://www.gravenfeather.ca/" target="_blank"><span style="color: #e06666;">Graven Feather</span></a> </span>has been getting this past month. "In like a lion" they say, and this March lion has been positively roaring with pride. Last Saturday, March 9th, Toronto's Globe & Mail featured a small review of our show in their Twitter Critic section. And last Thursday, we got a great shout out from<span style="color: #e06666;"> <a href="http://www.blogto.com/toronto/the_best_diy_spots_in_toronto/" target="_blank"><span style="color: #e06666;">Blog TO</span></a>,</span> listing us as #6 on their page of Best DIY Workshops!!<br />
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All the more reason to keep updating this blog with work! I'm really going to try and be more consistent with my updates here this year. And I'd like to feature other people that I find inspiring too! So stay tuned!!....and to all of you creative crafters, artists, musicians and work-at-home people....YOU ROCK!! You deserve a star! 4 stars!! Keep it coming and don't look back!<br />
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Speaking of which: Check out <a href="http://www.krysa.com/inprogress/" target="_blank"><span style="color: #e06666;">Danielle Kryssa</span></a> of <a href="http://www.thejealouscurator.com/blog/" target="_blank"><span style="color: #e06666;">Jealous Curator</span></a> fame, from Vancouver, BC. Her blog is fantastic and inspiring, and she's a cool artist as well. Roa-a-a-a--a-r!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />
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I've been digging out old prints and re-working them with new colour and ideas...yay!Erin Candelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861177189901035659noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691482236628283716.post-49754645783102405802013-03-01T16:23:00.000-08:002013-03-01T16:23:10.287-08:00Currently working on...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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New scene for an old bear.Erin Candelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861177189901035659noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691482236628283716.post-78472936298380705022013-03-01T13:17:00.002-08:002013-03-01T16:24:08.837-08:00Currently working on....<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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Just something i started recently... Any suggestions for what else needs to be found at the bottom of the Pacific?Erin Candelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861177189901035659noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691482236628283716.post-82958261160994346402012-07-16T21:03:00.001-07:002012-07-16T21:03:45.128-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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These drawings come from memories and stories told to me in my youth. They were done quickly and with a great deal of enjoyment; simply pulled from my head and delivered with a brush to the page. I hope, if you can, that you'll come to see all the images at Graven Feather Studio & Gallery. It's in Toronto, ON at 906 Queen west (northwest corner of Crawford). They will be up through the month of May, 2012.<br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">From the series <i>Empty House</i> at Graven Feather Gallery: 906 Queen St. W, Toronto ON, M6K 2V2</span><br />
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I'm having a show in May!<br />
Come see the work at Graven Feather Studio, and if you can make it Thursday May 3rd (5-10pm), you'll hear some amazing stories by writers and performers on the theme of <i>Home (7:30pm)</i>. The address is 906 Queen west, Toronto ON, M6K 2V2.<br />
<br />Erin Candelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861177189901035659noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691482236628283716.post-5761535225533316082011-08-27T08:07:00.000-07:002011-08-27T08:10:14.093-07:00Adieu, Layton...<b>Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night</b><br />
Do not go gentle into that good night,<br />
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;<br />
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.<br />
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Though wise men at their end know dark is right,<br />
Because their words had forked no lightning they<br />
Do not go gentle into that good night.<br />
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Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright<br />
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,<br />
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.<br />
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Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,<br />
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,<br />
Do not go gentle into that good night.<br />
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Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight<br />
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,<br />
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.<br />
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And you, my father, there on the sad height,<br />
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.<br />
Do not go gentle into that good night.<br />
Rage, rage against the dying of the light. <br />
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<center>-- <a class="underlined" href="http://wonderingminstrels.blogspot.com/search/label/Poet%3A%20Dylan%20Thomas">Dylan Thomas</a></center>Erin Candelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861177189901035659noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691482236628283716.post-71625650497673307632011-06-03T19:17:00.000-07:002011-06-03T19:17:47.650-07:00Graven Feather : a new studio and art space !<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IXAwvrCMPN0/TemVMGR2pAI/AAAAAAAAAlk/zYcWzlnfy6s/s1600/CameraBag_Photo_1000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IXAwvrCMPN0/TemVMGR2pAI/AAAAAAAAAlk/zYcWzlnfy6s/s320/CameraBag_Photo_1000.jpg" width="240" /></a></div>I'm delighted to announce that I have a beautiful new studio!! Lucky lucky me! I can invite friends, family, and everyone I know to come and see my work, and the work of my two co-conspirators Pam Lobb and Jessica Bartram, in a gorgeous, bright, and beautiful new studio and gallery space! Thanks to Artscape and all our supporters, we've just moved in and we're getting ready to rumble! It's an absolutely amazing and energizing opportunity for us, and we're super excited to show it off. hee...<br />
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We're going to call the space and our collective <b>The</b> <b>Graven Feather</b>, and we invite you all to come check us out over the summer, as we'll be working and creatively scheming on how to take over Toronto with our art and ideas. You can look forward to workshops, artshows, artist talks, and cool and creative get-togethers of various kinds. Get ready!!!!!!! <br />
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I don't have many pictures yet, except of the table in our beautiful courtyard (thankyou Arianne), which we share with the residents of 900 Queen street, in Toronto. More info and images soon to come. Such an honour to have this space!Erin Candelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861177189901035659noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691482236628283716.post-39716650847878304902011-04-19T09:16:00.000-07:002011-04-19T09:16:08.545-07:00Sugarrama!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C_tmPtU6MeA/Ta21G2VrFkI/AAAAAAAAAlg/gcmjmUkRM-k/s1600/chipaway+hunter+and+creation+bear.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C_tmPtU6MeA/Ta21G2VrFkI/AAAAAAAAAlg/gcmjmUkRM-k/s640/chipaway+hunter+and+creation+bear.jpg" width="452" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zfe1jDHzqo8/Ta20s1fLIlI/AAAAAAAAAlc/5-tZSgxxcgE/s1600/blundin+and+beaver.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zfe1jDHzqo8/Ta20s1fLIlI/AAAAAAAAAlc/5-tZSgxxcgE/s640/blundin+and+beaver.jpg" width="504" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fel1dKxYCgQ/Ta2yFGsb_kI/AAAAAAAAAlY/KB5r8Jm1IDk/s1600/billy+barker+and+beavers.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fel1dKxYCgQ/Ta2yFGsb_kI/AAAAAAAAAlY/KB5r8Jm1IDk/s1600/billy+barker+and+beavers.jpg" width="468" /></a></div>Hey! Here are some more recent drawings. (They also include elements of photo transfer). Some of these are up right now at this great little shop: Freedom Clothing Collective, on Bloor st. near Ossington. Check them out. There are beautiful clothes, jewlry, art and other amazing locally produced craft.Erin Candelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861177189901035659noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691482236628283716.post-24042426800482245102010-11-21T18:17:00.000-08:002010-11-21T19:01:49.100-08:00Cannonier: Kingston C-Battery<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfl4lCMrtfU/TOnRX5FI20I/AAAAAAAAAlM/NF_XtO8eskU/s1600/creation_bear_cannonier001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfl4lCMrtfU/TOnRX5FI20I/AAAAAAAAAlM/NF_XtO8eskU/s400/creation_bear_cannonier001.jpg" width="265" /></a></div>A new series of my drawings using ink, graphite and photo transfer are up at the Tranzac this week (292 Brunswick Ave below College). Go check them out!! :) My friend Jamie Veeneman also has work up; some beautiful pencil drawings filled with objects and animals and a whimsical airiness.<br />
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A Canadian citizen, he was arrested and sent to Guantanamo Bay Cuba, military prison, for something he did when he was 15 years old. Only 15!!! We don't put <i>most</i> Canadian kids (he is still Canadian) in prison at this age without a trial, but he was deported to the most contested prison in North America. I believe he was 17 when sent to Guantanamo and has been begging for a just hearing ever since. He's been there almost 10 years, and one can only imagine what that does to you, to grow up in a place like that. If he wasn't a terrorist at 15, he certainly has reason to be anti-northamerican now. <br />
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This guy may have been able to re-habilitate when he was younger, but after years in this prison (which has been extremely contested by human rights groups around the globe) I wonder if he will ever be sane again.Erin Candelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861177189901035659noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691482236628283716.post-11759641107231097062010-08-17T20:46:00.000-07:002010-08-17T20:46:23.796-07:00Deerscapes...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfl4lCMrtfU/TGtV8SwnPtI/AAAAAAAAAjY/nTfceLYkdDo/s1600/deerscapes001-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="148" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfl4lCMrtfU/TGtV8SwnPtI/AAAAAAAAAjY/nTfceLYkdDo/s200/deerscapes001-1.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfl4lCMrtfU/TGtV7vfSLKI/AAAAAAAAAjU/Wtrxerj3HrM/s1600/deerscapes001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="140" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfl4lCMrtfU/TGtV7vfSLKI/AAAAAAAAAjU/Wtrxerj3HrM/s200/deerscapes001.jpg" width="200" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfl4lCMrtfU/TGtV6NYcipI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/W-yJqCxI_oM/s1600/deerscapes003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="145" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfl4lCMrtfU/TGtV6NYcipI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/W-yJqCxI_oM/s200/deerscapes003.jpg" width="200" /></a>Something I was working on with such pleasure today.... small deerscapes. It was so satisfying to tear and glue these mini-dreams, little idle fantasies where deer go and play amidst the blue wormy woods.<br />
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I made this blue-jean paper myself, under the watchful eye of my dear friend Habiba Smallen<br />
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(currently in Korea giving love and instruction to the young). These mini works of art will soon go up for sale at my favourite flower and gift shop, Coriander Girl. Coriander Girl is doing better than ever, and for those of you who haven't seen it yet, please do yourself a favor and go check out her dreamy little den of petals and colourful joys. Her blog is <a href="http://coriandergirl.blogspot.com/">here</a> (it's so fun to look at and read...go ahead! She's so great!) and the website is <a href="http://www.coriandergirl.com/">www.coriandergirl.com</a> for any inquiries. She is such a kind and happy person, everyone should go and say hello. (She is nice enough to sell my cards and artwork at her store, too!) Thank you and love to all my little deers xx e.Erin Candelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861177189901035659noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691482236628283716.post-86380891360999065182010-08-14T18:04:00.000-07:002010-08-14T18:06:55.724-07:00Square Foot Show!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfl4lCMrtfU/TGc7w15jq4I/AAAAAAAAAjI/NZBSB2veeVo/s1600/General+Wolfe.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfl4lCMrtfU/TGc7w15jq4I/AAAAAAAAAjI/NZBSB2veeVo/s320/General+Wolfe.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">The Illustrious: General Wolfe</span></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Mixed media on wood</span></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">12x12'' </span></div><br />
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Hey! Have a look at a drawing I just submitted to the Square Foot show at AWOL gallery today. It's part of a series (yet to be completed) called <b><i>The Illustrious</i></b>. It's featuring famous Canadians with fabulous names. For example, here you have General Wolfe...and what is that hanging about his head? ha ha! Watch for more to come...I've been thinking of a few people who need drawing: Michael J FOX, Marilyn BELL, Bobby ORR, Douglas CARDINAL and so many more. If you think of anyone with a particularly drawable name, let me know. xx e<br />
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ps. See that wolf skull in the upper right corner. Apparently, General Wolf had a regiment named after him at death, the 17th Lancers. Their badge, which i found kind of cool, is a skull and crossbones. I've adapted it a bit for the drawing. :) eErin Candelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04861177189901035659noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691482236628283716.post-25190100597202719082010-07-30T13:11:00.000-07:002010-07-30T13:11:32.891-07:00Lithography Prints Winter 2010<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfl4lCMrtfU/TFMtm6sIy2I/AAAAAAAAAiE/Ek4IXscNY6o/s1600/Green+coyote.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfl4lCMrtfU/TFMtm6sIy2I/AAAAAAAAAiE/Ek4IXscNY6o/s200/Green+coyote.jpg" width="191" /></a></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfl4lCMrtfU/TFMtyxkTwmI/AAAAAAAAAiU/r51Q54lCmw4/s1600/pale+blue+rabbit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfl4lCMrtfU/TFMtyxkTwmI/AAAAAAAAAiU/r51Q54lCmw4/s320/pale+blue+rabbit.jpg" width="233" /></a><br />
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