Category Archives: ottawa photography

i model

here is what happens when

a saturday

the eve of Ottawa Fashion Week

a MOMA modern art history “expressionism” module

reflections on an odd number of weeks

and

a Marie-Claire magazine

collide

…and, of course a reverent nod to both Wangechi Mutu and Egon Schiele who rocked my world this week

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light

couldn’t resist playing with this light

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inspiration hunt

 

what does heARTbeatgal do when she is craving inspiration?

she flees

(and speaks in the third person?)

new perspectives

re-energized

ready to paint

Ghada Amer & Wangechi Mutu

Thank you

serious badass female artist warriors both

thank you also Montreal

deep heARTs

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no hole

in case anyone was timing me

not perfect

but NOT a hole

…now how to celebrate?

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handy

eighty-year-old plumbing fixed

let’s see what I can do about this unsightly blemish

starting…now!

before

…and yes, that IS my power drill

no hole

that is all I can do today

giving MYSELF a GOLD STAR!!!


classical

My parents gave me the gift of a classical music education.

I squandered it as a silly teen, trading violin for adolescence.

Tonight I am reminded of how fundamental it is to my make-up.

Though today I am grateful for my guitar,

 I am forever grateful for my classical training.

Ever awed by the genius of classical music.

…maybe I will try to paint a song…hmmm…

Thank you to a dear friend and a new friend for a lovely evening.

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two lovers

an unexpected early morning message

 

attraction, love, beauty, trials overcome

word

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creARTing cookies & castles

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oh japan!

…your fashion makes me happy.

thank you @TokyoFashion for giving me a regular fix.

I heART this photo.

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belated

at least one shamefully belated gift is now on its way

for a stylish classy lady, whose tastes I cannot afford, I painted a silk scarf

i hope she knows how much respect I have for her…

Merry Christmas Alicia!

you are Ukranian…so that buys me at least a few weeks less shame!

it’s in the mail, along with dad’s vintage Merlin

love

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