One: Connection

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In our world supersaturated with electronic messaging, one would think connection would be easier. After all, we have come a long way from the days of the telegraph.

Connection through emoji

The electronic alternative to a hug, of course, has become the norm these days. Personally, I am delighted to be able to make the connection with our son in Montreal every Sunday. Playing cards through the internet is almost as much fun as it is in person. I do miss the hugs though.

Temptation to withdraw

While we isolate in our protective bubbles, however, the possibility to withdraw presents a temptation to some. I choose to rearrange my schedule to be present to those who wish connection. And I choose to leave love notes for those who do not. Why?

Connection is crucial

At the end of the day, what I have done will not matter as much as the relationships I have built over a lifetime. Connection is crucial. I am not necessarily good at it either. Isolating myself in my studio comes very naturally to me. Coronavirus has not changed my routine in any significant way. I still paint. Remembering people’s birthdays is still a problem for me. I continue to fall short in what I wish to accomplish on any given day.

Personal and professional connection

So, I choose to come out of my shell and make the phone calls to long lost friends and family. This connection allows me to know they are still safe and well. I care. On a professional level, the weekly conference calls keep me motivated and informed. Sharing some time and ideas lays the foundation for future projects and keeps us sane.

Lots of ways to connect

Connection may make the difference between hope and despair. A little love note, telling someone I am thinking of him or wishing her well, is not too much to ask. Listening to long stories from another who has no one else to hear makes for joy. A thousand possibilities present themselves should we choose to engage.

Closer connections

Should you wish to have a closer connection with me and my comings and goings, do follow me on Instagram, Facebook or LinkedIn. It seems to the best way to connect these days.


One: Diverging

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Diverging from the routine is commonplace for most artists. In fact, maintaining a routine is quite challenging. This week is more divergent than usual. Every invitation to do something different requires a decision. One makes the choice joyously or begrudgingly. Joy takes less energy. Rather, joy energizes.


So. with that in mind, the planned schedule for this week needs revising. First, Hallowe’en. The finished costume for our three-month-old granddaughter does not fit… Too small. Priority number one following the publishing of my blog.

Setting aside

Second, I engaged in the commitment to finish another painting by the end of this month. Although well on the way, this may just take a back seat for a while.

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Picking out the image

Le Francothon

Third, I said ‘yes’ to “Le Francothon” in which I will be creating a finished painting in “my style” within the three hours at my disposal. The painting becomes the property of Radio-Canada and will probably be used to raise funds at an auction for one of the participating groups. The event will be televised live on the Radio-Canada website.

My style

Unfortunately, “my style” requires about thirty hours rather than three. To overcome this technical problem, I will endeavour to bring the painting to the point where I can comfortably finish it within the three-hour time slot. This means studio time. Yes, well….

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Preparing the ingredients.

Diverging paths

In the meantime. bigger questions than my weekly schedule are afoot. Diverging paths are opening before us with regard to how we treat our common home, Mother Earth, and those living here.

Paradigm shift

“We’re reaching a fork in the road; two paths are diverging on planet Earth, and the one we choose will make all the difference for the life of the planet. Shall we continue our medieval paradigm and mechanistic culture and undergo extinction? Or shall we wake up to this dynamic, evolutionary universe and the rise of consciousness toward an integral wholeness?” Ilia DelioThe Unbearable Wholeness of Being: God, Evolution, and the Power of Love (Orbis Books: 2013), xxii-xxiii.


The thought I am evolving along with the whole universe is comforting. Although difficult to live in the unknowing of our times, hope remains in the basic goodness of all creation. Even though I do not always embrace changes with joy, I can with more regularity in the future. It is not about me. It is about us, becoming whole, becoming one. Life is good.