I drank too much. Like many people, when I’m nervous, I drink. Just like on opening night of Dry Your Tears at Stur Gallery. If you popped in and I blithered at you, please forgive my nervy, rambunctious, crazed-faced bewilderment. In the fog of booze, I did have a little eureka moment. Standing there, I was surrounded by all these deeply personal experiences from my … Continue reading When private tales go public #art #collage
Sometimes you meet someone new and you can immediately see how they would have been as a kid. In fact, it’s one of my favourite internal pastimes, to imagine people when they were little. A lot of the stuff we experienced as children comes out in our grown up lives. You can see it in our gestures, you can see it in how we respond … Continue reading I can see just how you would have been as a kid #art #collage
I started this series almost on a whim. Experiences as children sharply determine who we will be as adults. As we mature, we become better at masking those childhood emotions, we build a stronger exterior to smooth the bumpy ride, but underneath, within us all, is still the little boy or girl, never quite believing where we are and what we’re doing. Continue reading Dry your tears: the child within us #art #collage
We had friends visiting with two gorgeous girls last weekend and they listen to everything that’s happening, even if they don’t react. Anyway, our new puppy got into the chicken shed and found an old dried rat that had probably died of rat poison. She picked it up and ran away with it. Of course, when I tried to get it off her, she thought … Continue reading Ray shouts at Trim with poison rat
Ray Monde 