
oil on canvas
24" x 24"
$ 925 ~
The Paris Express (Hapag Lloyd) rhythmically and methodically breaks the waves on its way into the Port of Halifax. It will eventually dock at Fairview Cove container terminal to unload part of its cargo and then set a course for New York.
The Paris Express. How one longs to get back to Europe again. The name of the ship alone takes you to the continent. You would imagine that its containers are filled with magical gifts from France's Languedoc-Roussillon region. That Victoria's sister Emma has packed a special container filled with thick red wines and tapestries and pastries and edible glitter.
I love that a ship on a cold October afternoon can transport you to another place and time.
On an artistic note, I must acknowledge the circles and attribute the idea to my friend Adrian Edwards - an outstanding British artist and art educator who, for the time being, lives just up the road. I am hopeful that Adrian, my friend Marco Ferri (Italy) and I will work collectively on some work over the coming years that will be destined for Europe. Although Adrian has moved on from his spherical period, I asked to borrow a few of them and let them influence a few of my paintings. A number of them have been met with disastrous results but this one seemed to eventually resolve itself - if only on an esthetic level.