How We Came To Be

And then there was the awakening, our age of Aquarius, nature's design to assure continuity of the human species.  It was the dawning of involuntary reaction to female pulchritude; a wondrous mystery inviting confusion of celebration and embarrassment, disclaiming myths and fairy tales of how we came to be.  Strip tease artists held no connection whatsoever to the reproductive motive, they only spelt pleasure; inspirational with images for later use.  We partied celebrating the little devil with a mind of its own totally unconcerned with earth's population explosion.

Oil 30" x 40"

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Sweet 16

Sweet 16

Not one kiss

Tried 'em all

Missed!

Oh well...

There was a shy innocence in those years:  girls dancing in a group, boys hamming it up in their corner, everyone hoping to attract the attention of the other.

Music  –  louder the better  –  was the pathway towards dissolving inhibitions.  Romance, as we knew it from the movies, began at a prom always ending with a tender kiss  –  we seem to have missed what was in between. 

My poor mother coming down the basement stairs, aghast at the chaos and Pa, carrying the birthday cake is, as always, oblivious.

Oil  40" x 30"

Mom's Day Off

She probably went to the hairdresser, met a girlfriend for lunch and then window-shopped when she went off on a Saturday afternoon.  Pa was supposed to be home to defend our abode from us kids – the wrecking crew.  He invariably fell asleep on the job bored by his brother trying to keep him awake with family gossip. 

Our challenge was trying to find sufficient money to pay the pizza deliveryman: money falling out of somebody’s pocket sometimes landed up in the crevice behind the couch pillows.  We didn’t touch Pa’s money on the floor.  Wrecking, yes:  stealing, no…  with enough noise maybe he’d wake up and pay for the pizza?

                                                            Mom's Day Off         

Oil 40" X 30"

The Corner Grocery

The fifties!  Not a care in the world for us adolescent kids growing up in middle class Montreal, Quebec, Canada.  Our biggest concern was whether a flipped card would come up right side or not – no risking the loss of a flipped coin in a sidewalk crack – besides, who had a coin to risk?   Note the bedding airing out of windows, and the two girls – no, they’re not twins – they’re wearing compulsory public school uniforms.  We pretended not to notice them:  in those bygone days drinks were suggestively named Orange Crush and Kik. 

The schoolbags set aside on the street have since been reinvented as backpacks; the corner grocery along with Frank were swallowed by a supermarket. The astronauts we kids knew of were Captain Marvel and Flash Gordon zooming out of comic books to miraculously land in fertile imaginations.

Oil 30" x 40"

Angels In Training

Having convinced our mother that socializing with friends after school stimulated serious study, homework became less painful - to us, but not to the walls and furnishings.

The painting on the wall (rendered askew by the head-stander) was hung there not only to cover weathered plaster cracks but also to serve as an example of angels helping each other with book-learning.  Pa’s visible belt on the couch served as a reminder of punishment for disillusionment.

We ignored the signs:  our black cat ominously observing from the other end of the couch, and the brown one – our top mouse-catcher – streaking for cover.  We were on a path of innovative home work:  angels in training for flight wings.

Oil  40" x 30"
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Back From The Track

Oil  40"X 30"

Living in a household with rambunctious kids my parents would escape from time to time for a recreational afternoon at the racetrack, gambling that the house would still be livable on their return.  We couldn't wait for them to leave so we could expel our inventive energy.

Occasionally luck showered them with greenbacks and they'd come home in a celebrative, festive mood.  Their winnings hardly covered the mayhem we so joyously created.

Capital Inspiration

Oil 30" x 24"

As a young teenager some of my buddies and I would hang around a nearby supermarket in the hope of being hired to haul some shopper's groceries home for a big twenty-five cent coin.

All the while I had the notion of a larger arrangement behind these brick walls.

The encouraging owner of a bookstore next door elevated my capitalist endeavor and self-image from delivery boy to loftier heights.

Hide & Seek and Street Hockey

Watercolour 30" x 22"

Frank's Grocery

watercolour 22" x 30"

5-10-15 and Chinese Jump Rope

Watercolour 30" x 22"

Dragon Cafe

Watercolour 30 x 22

Tying Down the Boat

Nova Scotian sailors tying down an old boat.

Watercolour  15" x 22"

Indian Archway

How unusual it is to find cows perambulating through the streets of New Delhi! 

Watercolour  15" x 22"

La Garderie

La "garderie" in Quebec refers to a daycare, the batissement (building) is often shared with others.

In this batissement you will find: Docteur Fortin, le dentiste, et la garderie.

Watercolour  11" x 14"

Friday Night

An accomplished woman, who can find? Her value is far beyond pearls.

Her husband's heart relies on her, and he shall lack no fortune....

King Solomon, Proverbs

Our traditional Friday night supper commences after I recite these few words to my wife.

Watercolour 12" x 16"

Happy Birthday Linda

I love you

Purple Iris

Purple Iris

Streaked with amethystine memories of the night

Health-glossed and firm are those ripe wings 

Of oriental butterflies....

from a poem by Michael Strange

Watercolour   12" x 16"

Pine Fishing Camp

Tucked away at the end of a bog creek off Lake Griffin, you may stumble upon the Pine Fishing Camp. 

Careful of the Gators and swamp marsh.

Watercolour  15" x 22"

Slide, Dada and Cool

When Linda plays my favourite piano composers I like to record her music.

I adjust the device to one of the following preferences; Slide, Dada, or Cool..., we have to wing it for Impressionists.

Four composers?

Watercolour  12" x 16"

Levers, Rollers and Keys

Levers, rollers and keys on a flute are bewildering and so I find it hypnotic when I observe my wife confidently playing her instrument.

Watercolour  10" x 14"

Wheel Chic

Safety and speed are foremost concerns but colourful raiment builds confidence in the Sunday speedster.

Watercolour  12" x 16"

Plierchy

Haven't been around much lately, but that gave no reason for the pliers to go on a tear nor the screwdrivers to act like frightened ostriches.

Watercolour  10" x 14"

Zoe And Her Toy

Zoe loves her toys especially her duck.

Watercolour (new palette) 10" x 14"

Skee Ball & Elephant Ears

Seems like every week they have an excuse to host a fair in town centre.

They are always colourful.

Watercolour  22" x  14"

Go Ask Alice

Been kinda of busy lately, so I got this caterpillar to pose for a quickie.

Fortunately, I had kept her number after we made contact a year ago on a photo-shoot dubbed "Go Ask Alice".

To see the photo click on the title"Go Ask Alice" above:

Watercolour   7" x 12"