Emily, My Emily
I can’t say as Emily Carr it the Group of Seven ever meant much to me. Any of the pieces I had seen in books, I generally skipped by a so much “trees and rocks” and her work generally represented a period that I found a bit boring.

But I haven’t actually looked at her since my trips to the MOMA and I certainly have never seen the originals. And more importantly I had never visited places like Skedans and the Broughtons.

So I’m changing my mind. I like Emily Carr. The Gallery nazis won’t let me take a picture but there is one painting of a west coast forest that truly captures what I feel when standing beneath the tower cedars of BC’s west coast. I guess I’ll have to read up on Ms. C.

We wandered downtown Vancouver and soaked in all the cool people before wandering off to catch our plane.

My illicit picture of one of the Emily Carr paintings that struck me. 

 

I also was intrigued by this Chinese artists style and may try and emulate it…it is a tiny section of 40+ foot scroll. Forgive the blurriness