Carl Schaefer’s Ontario Farmhouse. I can remember the first time I saw this painting – in the National Gallery in Ottawa. I was there for a few days from Toronto and I went back every single day to see this painting. Each time I go back to Ottawa, the first thing I do is rush over to the National Gallery – admire Maman below (by Louise Bourgeois) and then spend as much time as I possibly can with the farmhouse.
Sadly, they don’t inspire me to paint, at least not once I figured out I couldn’t paint. But they do inspire me to dream. And write.
I’ve written more than a few stories based on a painting or a sculpture. Sometimes it’s the title that grabs me, sometimes it’s the actual brushstrokes, sometimes it’s the subject matter or the painter. Sometimes, probably most of the time, I simply admire.
Looking at art is one of my favorite things to do and I often drop by the Vancouver Art Gallery or one of the many private galleries in Vancouver when I have a few minutes to spare. I always find something to inspire me.