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0 Happiness

Dear Artist, My studio is now silent. Visitors have evaporated to their own spaces. It’s late at night. The brush dashes here and there. Is it habit, addiction, pastime, a need to connect again? Why am I so absurdly happy?…

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0 Incubator

Dear Artist, My friend Joe Blodgett has a painting on his secondary easel that’s been there for three months. “I’m sitting on it,” he says. Joe is a mature artist. He generally knows what he’s doing. He and I have…

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0 Freedom

Dear Artist, On Tuesday, Fred phoned from the art school. “I graduated,” he said, “I want to get an idea where you think I might be going.” Then last night he brought some of his paintings to my studio. He…

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0 Don’t

Dear Artist, Yesterday, I visited an energetic fellow who has produced his first ten paintings during the past three weeks. At his request I gave him my dollar crit — my best, most thoughtful, encouraging and circumspect. Every artist is…

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0 Sensitivity zones

Dear Artist, There are times in the days of artists when we rise to our easels or workstations with a sense of heightened sensitivity. Why? — It’s a bit of a mystery. It seems to me there’s a sort of…

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0 Island

Dear Artist, Here on this sleepy summer island artists and artisans are everywhere. Men with long beards hammer up small roadside signs with arrows that point to garden art-shows and raku kilns belching wood-smoke. Others hang out in beach houses…

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0 The artistic alternative

Dear Artist, At no time in our progress do we stop wondering what the secret is. Sometimes I think just knowing that there’s more than one way to paint a tree is the main part of it. It’s the idea…

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0 Good days

Dear Artist, It often seems to me that the business of being an artist is simply having a steady procession of good days. That includes being able to do something about the bad days when they come along. The best…

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0 River’s end

Dear Artist, It’s over. Running the boat up onto the waiting trailer — it’s as over as it’s going to get. I’ve always noticed a sense of finality when a boat’s no longer wet. It hasn’t been your average painting…

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0 Tuktoyaktuk

Dear Artist, Here in the Mackenzie Delta the wildlife enriches — Arctic terns, Loons, Scoters, Trumpeter swans. The tree-line ends and the tundra begins. At a deserted place called Reindeer Station where the reindeer experiment flourished in the early part…

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