snowshoes

March 9, 2013
by Karen Phillips Curran
  snowshoes I like snowshoes, because given enough snow, you can go anywhere in the woods. My woods are quiet this time of year, no birds, no bugs, no beasts. All are at rest, or have left the vicinity, only to return shortly. Yes, spring is on its way. I cannot smell it yet out here, but I can feel its approach. The sun says its on its way. The light is stronger, richer, and a bit warmer. I follow the deer tracks in circles. Their pathways are well marked in the cedars behind my cabin. Dappled light in every direction draws my attention. Ice blue shadows surround me. Warm yellow light kisses the bark near me. I cannot look up without a tear coming to my eye. I am out here to feel it feel winter without spring. So I can paint it later in the studio. I fill up my senses with it, breathe it while I am in it so I can bring it back later with a paint brush in my hand, and a will to re-create that feeling.
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the Alone Days

February 18, 2013
by Karen Phillips Curran
  Yet again, morning comes. These are the alone days, not many come to visit, and I spend my time pecking away at the things needing doing, for the sake of progress. I move back and forth between the buildings carrying things from one place to another. My water pitcher can be seen in my hand, a few times a day, fetching and carrying warm water to the cabin. I shut off the water several weeks ago, it can’t be kept from freezing, so, off it goes. I work around the things I cannot do alone. Step over them, or around them, reminders of the question, who and how will that get done. Questions; so many of them these days, I question everything, not like my youth when I questioned nothing and went on faith that others would know, help, be there. It kinda stopped working out that way, when childhood ended. Others don’t ‘know’, well, not any more than I do. We are all fumbling along. Some are more confident, in some areas, they have life paths that bring them to mainly familiar places and so, they ‘know’. Life becomes a stream of integrated beliefs and understandings that propel […]
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H2O

February 11, 2013
by Karen Phillips Curran
I’m working on a show for next summer in Almonte….”H2O”…. Water is one of my specialties I think. I love the sun in my studio…..especially in February!
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in words

January 23, 2013
by Karen Phillips Curran
Metamorphoses, at the National Arts Centre in February! A must see…click on the pic to see it clearly….  
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water

January 12, 2013
by Karen Phillips Curran
Until recently I was busy in the  studio…the days marched onward and forward in a unit of measure that felt good. Some days are endless, some flash by quickly. Being in the studio is just like that. Now I am at the theatre working on a technically challenging set for the upcoming production of Metamorphoses. Water is  everywhere on this set….steel must be protected and wood has to be well covered.  
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let the games begin

November 17, 2012
by Karen Phillips Curran
My studio is a more workable space now, it took some doing…some input and some muscle power….now I can spread out my tools and do some work….here is the table full of some new, small, pastel work. Some of these will be studies for larger images in acrylic, later….. On another table I am busy preparing the drawings for the next set of doors for the O’brien Theatre in Renfrew.
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up then down

November 9, 2012
by Karen Phillips Curran
Theatre is such an ephemeral art, not only is every performance a one of a kind, the sets are built ,then ‘struck’. Sometimes they are saved and carry on to another venue, sometimes not. Sometimes your audience makes it to the show, sometimes not. and After its all said and done, we all go home with little piece of it in our minds and hearts.
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season of change

September 15, 2012
by Karen Phillips Curran
Time to pack up and get to the city….its theatre season. Here, I awaken to the sound of distant gunshot, it’s hunting season, and time to leave. The first set will be  a delicious array of warm and cool greys, depicting a coastal scenario. I am looking forward to it. Glace Bay Miners’ Museum…  
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studio time

August 23, 2012
by Karen Phillips Curran
  ahh where does the time go? Working quietly in the studio today. I say quietly, but it is interspersed with periods of song. I often sing while I am painting, and dance. (I can’t actually carry a  tune in a bucket but hey I’m alone so who cares?) The actions energize me, and the work. Right now I am working on some undulating keyboard images that will become small floorcloths. I am doing two at a time here and one is upside down, so can move the board around and not be distracted by the other image. It also gives me a chance to see the image as an abstract, so I can check composition. But today my paint brush has been all over the proverbial map. I painted a silver coat on a gate that will eventually grace my studio wall, a piece of theatre that will involve my bathroom door. I couldn’t resist. Right now it is outside leaning against the wall, drying. I also went at my cabin, and screen door. First priming them, because much of the paint used here has been oil based, so priming was a safe bet. The O’Brien theatre doors I […]
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culminination

March 24, 2012
by Karen Phillips Curran
CULMINATION…’The reaching of the meridian by a celestial body’. My body is made of stars. Bermuda is my constellation. I reach out, and it is there touchable ..yet….intangible
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