I love this time of year. When the shackles of winter are removed. When winter’s icy veil is lifted from our eyes life can renew itself. Going past the front door requires no coat, no mitts, no scarf, sigh. Green creeps into view slowly at first, then jogs along at a clip, like a happy pony will on its way homeward. The scent of lilac pervades the air right now. It is a distinctive aroma, and quite dear to me. It has a romantic sense to it.  I breathe it in deeply as I pass by the bushes to my rural mailbox. It soothes the chill deep inside me, this winter past was a difficult one. The verdant green this time of year is a balm to the soul. I,  like may artists throughout history, have struggled with the colour green. Its a delicate balance making that colour reveal the sense you want it to impart….it is spring,full on summer, the waning days before the leaves change? Different plants have a genetic tendency towards different greens. Some green for you   Summer Fantasy 20×16 1801 I recall my early days of painting in Bermuda. By chance I was in the gallery […]
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Recently I was commissioned to paint a landscape in my Local Colour series. Landscapes have long been a series of mine, first in watercolour and now I do more acrylic landscapes. This one is called Summer Breezes and I do hope the reason is obvious. It is in what we call landscape format, a long thin one, designed to fit in a specific area of the clients beautiful rural home. It gently reminds the viewer of the hills and trees seen from their windows. I thoroughly enjoyed the challenge, appreciating the input the client gave me during the process. They were happy to receive their piece and had the hammer and hanging hooks at ready! So If you see something you like here on my website but want to commission me to do another in a different size or format to fit a specific wall, get in touch! i would be more than happy to talk to you about it! It’s as easy as that!
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Its the dead of winter  here at home, and a bitingly cold one this year. I ponder my days to come, not soon enough,  when I will grace the shores in Bermuda. The pink coral laced shorelines will cover my toes with the tiniest of shells, the breeze will ruffle my hair and the sun will come to me, spilling its golden whim in my direction. I will breathe, be calm and wash in the glory of my much loved landscape. I love winter light, those purple laced shades. The low slung shadows gracefully bending around shapes, caressing the corners and peeking out at the most unlikely moments. 
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                                                                                                         Wherever I am I paint, draw and see….I am setting a new studio space in a place far from home. Love drives me there, is my motivation, that, and a thirst for new experiences, new visions, new warmth, new trust, new work….
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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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undulation

July 9, 2011
by Karen Phillips Curran
These undulating keys acrylics on canvas, are shown in my studio, they are but a few of the several I have worked on……more can be seen at my flickr site …if you are interested I can do one in the style of music you like, and the size you need……
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Here I am putting the finishing touches on the undulating keyboard that is part of the tribute to Oscar Peterson at the National Arts Centre in Ottawa Canada. I love painting large, it satisfies something in my soul. I was brought up with Jazz music playing in our house all the time. It is with pleasure and pride that I created and designed this imagery. Mom would be proud!I love my job as an artist!
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Giving Thanks

October 13, 2008
by Karen Phillips Curran
I thank my talent on a daily basis. It is so much of what I am now, after all these years of being a painter it is part of my cellular structure, it is deeply embedded in my being. I take the world around me, the one I experience, and endeavour to replicate the joy and love I find for a simple splash of sunshine on a stair, the wonder of a fall landscape, the simplicity of transparent liquid skimming over some smooth rocks. Its the stuff of life for me.It is said one must enjoy the wonders of the world around us, ‘smell the roses’ as it were. I feel thankful to have the capability and nerve to smell the roses every single day now.
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bermuda light

February 26, 2008
by Karen Phillips Curran
BermudifulllllThe transition from the cold blue light of a Canadian winter to the warm yellow light of Bermuda is, well, heartwarming.For me Bermuda is all about the light. It is a palette of warmth. I use my cool blue for contrast, to accentuate the warmth. I am indeed enchanted by the island. the stone walls of all the buildings capture the light in ways unknown at home. Shadows dance, balmy breezes caress. I am transfixed, I have to concentrate to be aware of the rest of the world. I awaken and want to rush out to see what the day brings is the light strong, filtered angry stormy and so on. I go back to my studio and time slips by me. I speak in paint, in colour, in light.The ambient humidity is my friend. The paper is moist and receptive. It stays alive for extended periods. I can spend lots of time on a wash, manipulating the paint pushing it here and there. the rush of my Canadian studio is gone, languid feelings envelope me. It is wonderful. I revel in the time allowed and keep moving. Paintings roll off the boards and I am very happy. Suddenly, a […]
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