Terrill Welch

Seasoned painters have processes they use to reach their completed work. For some, this is graphite or charcoal sketches, or a series of photography sketches or quick painting sketches completed plein air or as studies in preparation for larger paintings. Other times, a larger work will even be comp

It could be a painting in process, an elite boutique in full renovation mode, the world’s projected population or the weather. But there are often times when we must reset our anticipated outcomes. This issue is about releasing and embracing what, at first, was unexpected.

Have you broke into song? Shall we do it together? “Morning has broken, like the first morning....” If for some reason you do not know this song, that was made popular in the 1970’s by Cat Stevens, later know as Yusuf Islam (born Steven Demetre Georgiou; 21 July 1948), feel free to go

January - the month when many of the full-time west coast islanders take a break to someplace warm and away from the heavy rains and high winds. Not this painter though. January is the month when the winter studio starts to look a little like the busy workshop. It is a hunker down for studio paintin

At the close of each year, I reach back and pick up the best bits and toss them forward, leaving stepping stones for the year ahead. In this way, I am fortunate because this year, I have so many solid and elegant gems for tossing.Gathering a monk’s collection of polished simplicity, I find myself pr

There is the holiday hustle, the slipping out the back door to the pub, the pulling the covers over ones head, the avoiding of all malls and family gatherings, the baking frenzy and a bazillion other ways to navigate the month of December. But for me, it is the last minute relaxing during the holida

What is a west coast winter like? Well, sometimes there are high winds, lashing and drizzling rains or fog and mist. Always, when you can see it, there is the low-angle of sunlight and on rare occasions snow - first in the mountains and then settling into the lower elevations. But since, snow is not

What is it like to step into our physical world rather than observe it? What is different? These are questions that occupy me almost daily. Partly, this is because when I step into my physical world there is limited language to express what I am experiencing. When I am fully immersed in natural surr

Long shadows stretch across the valley before supper time. A light is already on next to the table. The studio lamps remain set up, even for daytime painting. Our northern hemisphere winter season is upon us. This is always a time for review, reflection and development of a work plan for the year ah