Holy Thursday

It is Good Friday morning and as I left my experience of the garden last night,  I began to think about our call to abstinence as we journey through this anniversary of the most sacred sacrifice of our Saviour, Jesus Christ.  I felt the impetus to record a bit of my journey here.  This is one of the days when we are left with the decision to fast, as we recall the walk that Jesus took with his Cross.

Last night marked the beginning of a three day celebration of our Paschal Triduum.  The Mass of the Lord’s Supper is a very powerful event and leaves me, very routinely, full of gratitude and awe.  There are several rituals that take place…the presentation of the Holy oils that were blessed at the Chrism Mass, the washing of the feet, the celebration of the Eucharistic feast and the reposition of the Blessed Sacrament and the Adoration that continues until midnight.

Before heading out to the off leash park, I sat and listened to Father Jerome’s homily of last evening, 2 Gifts: Priesthood and Eucharist.  I also listened to Father Christino’s homily Do You Know What I Have Done To You?.

Painting by Ford Maddox Brown 1852-1856

Painting by Ford Maddox Brown 1852-1856

From the Tate…

“This picture illustrates the biblical story of Christ washing his disciples’ feet at the Last Supper. It has an unusually low viewpoint and compressed space. Critics objected to the picture’s coarseness – it originally depicted Jesus only semi-clad. This caused an outcry when it was first exhibited and it remained unsold for several years until Ford Madox Brown reworked the figure in robes. Brown was never invited to join the Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood but he was a close associate of the group. Several members modelled for the disciples in this picture and the critic F G Stephens sat for Christ.”

Shimon has become a blogging friend…this is the amazing thing about the global connections we can now make through the internet. We are blessed to have been able to find one another because we have so much to learn from one another. Shimon’s writing and photography, both, will reach into your hearts. As I contemplate writing about last night’s Holy Thursday celebrations, I find it helpful to read an authentic experience of the Passover feast as it continues to be celebrated in Jerusalem.

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I mentioned in my previous post, that a dear friend of mine, David, died last week… and because of that, I just didn’t have the right mood to write what I’d planned to write about, which was on the subject of the foods we eat on Passover. This holiday, which began on Monday evening is probably the most connected to food. And we eat from a completely different menu than all the rest of the days of the year. I had intended to tell you a bit about the Passover diet. But as I mentioned, I wasn’t really in the mood. What I didn’t mention, was that I had had a lot of bad news even before the death of my friend. It was a difficult time for me, on a very personal level. And that is what lead me to the subject of today’s post… not the whole list…

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Life and Death

I saw my first two robins of the season as I walked in the quiet morning with Max.  They were in a tree, a male and female. I uttered, “Hello and welcome.”  The sun was already warming the world…frosted windshields were covered in a veil of moisture upon my return to the house.

I looked around the corner of the house, expecting the two busy sparrows of last week to be diving in and out and about their nest…others, at the feeder.  Looking down at the ground below…a darkened form…closer…two.  Two tiny headless bodies, only inches from one another.  Sadness washed over me. I said, “Good-bye.”

Another poignant reminder…all of life is to be cherished.

Gorilla House LIVE ART: March 27, 2013

I went to paint with my community last night…not for the sake of an auction at the end of the evening, but as a way of working out my frustration at being here in the west while out east my Mom is sick and my Dad is worried.  I’m grateful to my sister and my daughter who are there as supports…grateful to my uncle who drove from Montreal to love and support…but still my heart aches to be there…so I painted.

I have captured a likeness of my mother at a young age, but recognize easily the bits that need to be perfected to give a truly accurate depiction.  S’ok though, because in two hours, the place I arrived at was a peaceful place.  In attendance, and greatly appreciated, were Clayton, Margy, Wendy and Jen….and with open arms and big hugs; Bassano, Jeff, boy-Morgan, Karen, Jess, Harold, Tamara, Andy, Bruce, Jeff, girl-Morgan and of course, Rich.  Oh yes, and there was one wee girl who observed from behind for much of the evening and finally approached.  Her hair was in a thick mass of curl.  She said sweetly, “If that lady had brown eyes, we would be twins.  I think I look like her and she’s beautiful.”   Great conversations were shared while painting and I thank the people who attended for the first time and the people who stopped to give me their thoughts on my process.  It was wonderful.

So, no, I did not paint the inspirations of the night…and I began upside down and then shifted to right side up during the last half hour.

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In Closing Tonight: The Passion of Our Lord

Yesterday marked the beginning of Holy Week.  I’ve written much today about art and music and life, but most important to me and most deeply felt, was the reading of our Lord’s Passion yesterday at our Palm Sunday Mass.  As the readers journeyed through Luke Chapter 22 and onward, I once again asked myself, “What were people thinking?”  I do this every year at this time…I wonder what motivated each character in the narrative…how each person arrived at the decisions they did.  I found myself crying for the frustration of it all, again,  the senselessness by any human terms.  And then, I fall into an experience of total gratitude and know that the narrative took the direction our Father intended it.  It gives me shivers…my part in the story is so perfectly clear.  I am in awe.  I am grateful.  Tonight, as I step away from a bit of a writing jag, I hold this story close to my heart and wish for each of you a journey of peace and new found clarity.

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Beauty

The word BEAUTY seems almost an understatement for how I feel about nature and the changing sights as a new season unfolds.  I just could not think of an adequate title for this post.  I would also guess, knowing my attachment to nature, that I have likely used this title before in order to write about the very same thing.  Being redundant about beauty or nature, however, does not seem to be a fault, but rather a wonderful celebration and so I’ll carry on.

The sparrows have returned to the feeder.  As they ready their nests, they seem to be building up their stores.  So, where seed has fallen, the other critters gather and this beautiful rabbit nibbled fearlessly for quite some time on Sunday afternoon.

I was captivated by the beauty and miracle of the changing of its colour…from the pure white of winter through this next transition of soft brown.  I never cease to be amazed by these daily observations.

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The Beauty of Things

By Robinson Jeffers

To feel and speak the astonishing beauty of things—earth, stone and water,
Beast, man and woman, sun, moon and stars—
The blood-shot beauty of human nature, its thoughts, frenzies and passions,
And unhuman nature its towering reality—
For man’s half dream; man, you might say, is nature dreaming, but rock
And water and sky are constant—to feel
Greatly, and understand greatly, and express greatly, the natural
Beauty, is the sole business of poetry.
The rest’s diversion: those holy or noble sentiments, the intricate ideas,
The love, lust, longing: reasons, but not the reason.

Kirby Sewell Band

You can tell that it was a very exciting weekend for me and you can also tell that I had Monday off.  I haven’t spewed out so many blog posts in a very long time.  I don’t think it’s possible to convey some of what’s been going on in my mind, my heart and my life recently.  There is a huge shift of consciousness…or mayhaps, spring is on its way.  My mother and father have been on my mind a lot lately, but tonight I’m excited because I know that my daughter is curled up in the single bed that Dad has readied in the spare bedroom.  I’m glad that Dad will have her company and conversation and I’m glad that Mom will have her snuggles.

On Saturday night, the Kirby Sewell Band played at the Ironwood Stage and Grill.  Kirby is such a gentleman and it’s always nice to see Morgan.  In fact, at the end of this show, I got to meet Jim who had an awesome night on the drums!  I really worked hard to get a decent photograph of Morgan, but don’t know how well that went.  I also captured a couple of clips and will post them when I have Kirby’s permission.

This guy’s music and his performance level just takes me to a happy place…very uplifting!  Thanks again, Kirby and thanks to Peter and Margy for sharing it with me.

Photo Credit: Kathleen Moors

Photo Credit: Kathleen Moors

Photo Credit: Kathleen Moors

Photo Credit: Kathleen Moors

Photo Credit: Kathleen Moors

Photo Credit: Kathleen Moors

Photo Credit: Kathleen Moors

Photo Credit: Kathleen Moors

Love Art in Calgary Tour: Part 5

The Loch Gallery at 1516 4th Street SW provided us with another experience, that of a very classy commercial art gallery.  The art that one will enjoy at this venue includes work by a number of contemporary artists, but also a nice historical collection.  Again, the proprietor, Ian Loch (son of David Loch) was very welcoming, as was Nancy Smith, pictured below with tour participant and friend, Michelena.  I was taken by a few images in the exhibit, Best of the Contemporary.  Jacques Payette’s encaustic pieces struck me as rich with multiple layers and textural qualities.  The wolf bronzes also appealed to me because of my recent work. It was such a fantastic day of viewing art.  I will try to keep my readers updated on future tours that will cover other venues with the same delicious energy!

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Love Art in Calgary Tour: Part 4

Next…a place I love, for its regular and shifting events and for the fun it has brought to the Calgary core.  Situated right on the main C Train line, the Museum of Contemporary Art (MOCA) has provided for some great entertainment over the last long while and I highly recommend that those readers who have opportunity, do get down for an opening.

The real bonus that came with the Love Art in Calgary Tour was the fact that we had the chance to visit with Jeffrey Spaulding, Artistic Director of MOCA.  He is always accessible, but in this setting, we had the opportunity to learn some very cool things about the present exhibit in a very chilled environment. A collaboration between MOCA, the Art Gallery of Calgary and Paul Kune galleries, finds us enjoying the 2012 Made in Alberta exhibit, works that span the period 1912 to 2012.  This, directly from the MOCA website…

“1912/2012 MADE IN ALBERTA III

In celebration of Calgary 2012, as Canada’s Cultural Capital, MOCA Calgary has prepared a series of related exhibitions as a centenary snapshot of the two bookend years: 1912 contrasted with 2012. The exhibition component 1912/2012 MADE IN ALBERTA surveys the extraordinary richness of contemporary Alberta art. It gathers together over 50 of the most prominent visual artists at work in Alberta. It comprises something of a yearbook of highlights from the 2012 season of art exhibitions as selected by Jeffrey Spalding, Artistic Director, MOCA Calgary together with Kayleigh Hall, Curator, The Art Gallery of Calgary and Esther Krasnow of Paul Kuhn Gallery, Contemporary Art. Owing to the scale of the works selected and the large number of artists included, the project will be shown in four parts: part one and three at MOCA Calgary, part two at Paul Kuhn Gallery and part four at The Art Gallery of Calgary.

MOCA Calgary proudly unveils 1912/2012 MADE IN ALBERTA III. The artists selected for presentation includes

Kyle Beal, Dianne Bos, Eric Cameron, Joane Cardinal-Schubert, Chris Cran, David Foxcroft, Richard Halliday, Geoffrey Hunter, Billy McCarroll, Ron Moppett, Randy Niessen, Shelley Ouellet, Colleen Philippi, Robert Scott, Dean Turner, Laura Vickerson, Nicholas Wade, Mary Shannon Will.

Thanks to Jeffrey Spaulding for his approachability and his terrific knowledge of art history.  This was an exceptional part of today’s tour!

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Eric Cameron

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Ron Moppett

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David Foxcroft

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Richard Halliday

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Love Art in Calgary Tour: ‘Doing Lunch’

What Art Tour does not include tasty foods and animated conversation?  Wendy Lees made lunch reservations for Muriettas at 200 808 First Street SW.  The group shared such interesting conversation on all matters of concern, from those of a local nature to a global view.  It was so darned exciting…conservation, connection, Tim Horton’s cups, big business, art, spirituality, horses, farming, gophers, mountain climbing, art business, life vision, the marginalized.  A rich and blessed time spent well.

And yes!  You DO see a gin martini there!  So glad that the next gallery was just a walk away!  Good planning, Wendy!

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