These are portraits of women I want to invite to my birthday party. They will come wired with harlequin mindsets, Bristol Cream, spikes and all kitted out in the unique fashion sensibilities of the irrepressible Québécoise.
Once upon a time I collected signatures of famous artists. After that, it was a fixation with Les Nabis, a movement founded by Pierre Bonnard and Jean-Édouard Vuillard, artists who could magically resolve the extremely busy backgrounds of their paintings. Then came the fascination with renaissance masters and their rendering of hands and feet, which naturally led to their shoes.
... that rare and magical eye/brain art experience, that sumptuous moment when all connection with the body disappears, and the electrical connections between seeing and understanding glow...
How do people deal with endings, and beginnings, and then endings again?...