Getting edgy with it

Painting edges drying in the studio.

I have not had time to paint today, unless you call
painting edges painting -- and of course it is, but it
doesn't involve a lot of artistic thought. I do wish
I had R. Garriott here, for the technical wizardry and
perfection so often found on that site. Plus I wish
I were like my friend in California, where painting the
edges is frowned on, because it hides the actual process
of what went on while the artist was creating.

Paintings waiting to go to the next stage
in the kitchen. Steven is putting those
metal hanging devices that look
like crocodile teeth on each painting.
(Don't worry we'll get new flowers tomorrow!)

At any rate, what with teaching and a few other
commitments, I am running a bit behind. And my
helper in this Painting Santa's workshop is having
all night work meetings (not at all an unusual
occurrence) .....so countdown to opening tomorrow
night. I went to Gill Cameron's opening tonight in the
U.of T. faculty club. What a gorgeous venue. The building
is a delight, and her work was beautifully displayed on
individual easels. Once again she has created a show of
such beauty that it's staggering. Her understanding of
landscape, shape, trees, clouds, rock formations and water
is beyond description, and her work is filled with light,
and the passion she feels for Canada's wilderness.
That show is on for the next two weeks, so check it out.

So the images tonight are of the paintings drying in the studio
and lining up to get their hangers on. Hey Santa! Time to
come and help us here. Aside from the slight feeling of
panic I feel that these paintings may never make it to an
actual wall, I do feel a profound feeling of joy and happiness
seeing all the work I've done in the past while. So much
fun. Thanks for keeping me going.

Have an it-all-comes-together-perfectly day.