Today, I could use several carbon copies of me to implement online changes that hopeful will be seamless for our “A Brush With Life” newsletter. The short version is that the platform (Revue) that hosts “A Brush With Life” is suppose to become nonexistent by the end of the year. I have been monitori

There is the smell of snow in the mountains around us as daily highs drop to 11 degrees or so Celsius and water barrels refill after more than 100 days without rain and unseasonably warm temperatures. Blustery winds hint at future winter stores and leaves and tree cones fly through the air. The shif

There must be a special word for being able to acknowledge more than one observation at the same time but I do not know what it is. I do know that I only need to acknowledge, to notice, and then allow things to make sense on their own schedule. This past two weeks has been glorious on the southwest

Our ordinary everyday can sometimes be humbling. If we set global news and events aside,  this past two weeks have mostly been about establishing new routines and taking stock. Or maybe even if we take external events into consideration, it has still been a time of taking stock. I am revie

Once upon a time there was a Canadian contemporary landscape painter, Terrill Welch, who needed to create a new gallery space on small rural Mayne Island on the southwest coast of Canada, right in the middle of everywhere. She thought and thought and considered and then considered some more. It was

Pssst! It is here. The Gallery Pod is sitting in the driveway as of Wednesday. Yes!!! With all of you supporting my work and especially adding paintings to your collections late last fall, we did it! Congratulations to us and thank you so much for your ongoing appreciation of art and landscape paint