one of seven

today i bought a new painting for the bedroom.

never intended to. 

i was walking through winners just browsing, noting that nothing was really standing out.  i found a cute bcbg sweater but then put it down when i realised that june isnt the time to be needing a sweater.  in theory.

i wandered past the wall art because we've been lacking pictures in our bedroom.  ever since i painted it, its walls have been bare.  i'm just waiting for the right picture.

at first i thought the room needed a mirror.  the jury's out on whether i'm onto something there.  i still might go back to that and see at a later date.

as i was walking past the art, i found a group of paintings which made me stop.  i found replicas of the group of seven's art work and settled my eyes on franklin carmichael's "evening north shore".  it's listed on my painting as "evening lake superior" but is called the former, at least according to google.

as i sit here and type, i wonder if i should have purchased more of their paintings or replicas.  i am amazed by just how utterly beautiful they are and wondering why i've been living under a rock all these years.

i think i've always looked over any canadian artist contributions to society and culture.  i dont know why that is, but i see that it's been a grandiose oversight.  just from simple browsing on the net, i feel as if i'm rediscovering beauty and wonder by looking at the group of seven's artwork.  it's so simple, yet so utterly canadian and real to me that i need to learn and see more.

looking on the net, i am calmed by the group's paintings.  i think it's the colors and the shapes which are not harsh, but are soft and loosely defined.  calming.  beautiful.