The Bermuda journey

September 17, 2015
by Karen Phillips Curran
I’ve a few hours before I leave Bermuda, yet again. I am packed and ready to go. I have come and gone too many times to count, though I have made it a mission to count when I get home…passport stamps will tell me the exact number of visits to this fair isle. Its colours and texture have been a source of inspiration and a dedication to a purpose since 1986, when I first visited. Bermuda opened my eyes to a new world of colour, texture, form,  and drama of the skies. The turquoise waters enthralled me and my artistic journey began. Many visions repeat themselves and, the expanded new me, on each visit, relishes its connection with my past. Goodbye bermuda, until we meet again
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Viridian

September 15, 2015
by Karen Phillips Curran
Everywhere I look, there is that colour, viridian. It is used extensively in maritime areas all over the word. Its a much loved, old fashioned colour here in Bermuda too. All of Bermuda is maritime, it is a small country, an island,  (or rather, a series of connected islands) situated mid altantic. It has no near neighbours, but enjoys the company of many visitors, all of whom have come to shape the history of this idyllic  place. The architecture here has fascinated me since the first moment I set eyes on it. I began my artistic journey here in 1986. In those days the color range of the homes,  cottages, was more limited to traditional white, pink, coral, brick red, blue and viridian. The pink came from mixing whitewash with local rich red soil. The coral colour replicated the beaches,  who’s peach coloured sand is actually a mix of tiny broken pieces of the magnificent coral reef that surrounds the island.  The blue and viridian have origins I am not aware of. All the rooves here are made of stepped flat stone, historically limestone slabs cut from the island structure. They are laid upon cedar rafters and sealed with whitewash. […]
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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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THE day draws closer. Opening night of “ISLAND OF MY EYE, 25 years, a retrospective”, is Friday. Paintings were delivered yesterday, let the hanging begin, I say. Twenty-five years is a long while, and the enormity of it has really only just begun to bump into my consciousness. Realizations come in stages. Friday, when the show  is set up and the people have arrived and gone home, is when the reality of may hit. We shall see….. detail of a shutter stop in shade, acrylic on canvas 24×24 As I spend time preparing things, I am in touch with every piece, fondling my past and creating the future, my future. It has been over a month of, nose to the grindstone paced work, and I hope to see a kind of achievement that satisfies…..
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