Artist Playtime

RoseLemonade-Strange-Skies-poster copy

I have an unholy obsession with home made Bob Ross style, thrifted paintings (who doesn’t, right?) I’ve been collecting them for years.  So much so that I believe I drove up the price in the Greater Victoria area (oops).  One day in 2005 I started painting UFO’s in the skylines and it became a bit of a cult hit with my Uvic classmates.  After lugging boxes of them around move after move I decided to show them (lest all my friends refuse to move me anymore).

I’d always planned on releasing them back from whence they came but had a hard time parting with them.  To me they were uninhibited artistic playtime, an artistic tangent.  My only rule was it had to look like the original painter put the UFO’s in.  In my mind they’re a little tribute to kitsch, humour and art.

I had the art opening Halloween night 2013 and my little oddballs got their time on gallery walls. The poster shows a recent painting (artistic license) but you can see the entire show, Strange Skies- Super Natural British Columbia, held at The Little Fernwood Gallery by clicking the links.


And keep your eyes open for an art drop.  These babies are going places.

Look Out

Winter on the island tends to be grey rather than white.  We get mist, rain and fog which makes for diffused light and a subtle palette.  It also makes for a million shades of green in our forests.


I’ve passed this lookout hundreds of times in my life but I’ve never stopped there.  Yesterday the mountains shimmered in the distance and called me over.


This First Nations totem stands with the eagles and with a watchful eye over the valley.


Life is so hectic.  We blast past and drown out most of what makes the world worth living in. Take some time today, stop for a moment and see something around you.  Drink it in & repeat.

Secrets & Beaches


This drawing came out of a memory from long ago.  My high school sweetheart and I went down to a secret beach and settled on a rock outcropping overlooking the ocean.  The water below us was deep green and crystal clear.  We were deep in discussion about life, the future and teenagery things when I broke my trance and looked over to see a huge set of eyes watching.

There was a young seal just a few feet away looking suspended in mid air, hovering in the emerald water.  Who knows how long it had been there quietly listening to us.

Our secrets were no longer secret.

Hello & Welcome!


Hey ho and hello!

Welcome to my new space where I’ll be sharing my creative impulses and art projects.

In my view art can’t be subtracted from experience.   These days it can be too easy to walk blindly through life.   Our daily experiences, good and bad, enrich our lives in more ways than we can comprehend.  I make it a point to try and wake up, see the beauty around me and feel whatever there is to feel.  This visceral interplay is what fuels my work.

Please join me as I wander and lets see what we can see.