The house at Twelve Acre Hill has undergone changes in it’s 125 year (+/-) life. We think that 30 or 40 years ago the original porch that served the kitchen was moved up the hill to serve as a storage shed. The original green storm doors haven’t seen the care that the rest of the…
A Christmas visit to Ross Farm in New Ross, Lunenburg County was a wonderful source of inspiration for painting this year. This particular door checked many boxes with it’s weathered wood and brightly coloured flecks of paint. Inanimate objects can tell a story. Patterns of wear suggest how they have been used and in this…
Twelve Acre Hill is blessed with spectacular sunsets that bring incredible colour to the world. In this painting August apples, or yellow transparents as they are also known, glow in the warm light casting deep shadows on the weathered wall of the barn behind. DETAILS 36″x36″ Acrylic on Canvas DATE 2016 Sold Also available as a Limited…
The sunsets at Twelve Acre Hill are always beautiful and often very different. From season to season the location on the horizon changes, and from night to night the intensity of colours varies. Still water reflects the sky and the landscape is saturated with the colours of the sunset. Our century farmhouse becomes a part…
I love painting water; trying to capture the fluid movement. Water is in essence clear, but it reflects and refracts all of the colours around it. The sky lends water it’s blue sheen and the sand and rocks below become magnified and add their colours to the lens provided by the water as it curls…
Commonly known as rockweed or bladderwrack, these algae cover the rocky shore of Saint Margaret’s Bay. Colours range from black-green through vibrant orange and yellows. Rising and falling with the tide, the stringy fronds fall in graceful swirls and whorls. DETAILS 8″x8″ Acrylic on Canvas DATE 2016 Sold Also available as a Limited Edition Archival Print.
I have been fortunate enough to travel from Peggy’s Cove to Halifax by boat. The day I did it the seas were rough and the sky heavy with grey clouds. It was a unique perspective on a place that I have visited via land all of my life. The power of the sea was evident…
I often wonder what colour the barn at Twelve Acre Hill was when first painted. There isn’t much paint left on the shingles, but they always seem to be changing colour in different light and different weather. On a rainy day they will be quite a dark grey, on a winter morning a soft sandstone…
