This oil sketch of our late Danish grandmother “Mor” dates back to the 1940s. It was done when she was a young wife, travelling with her husband on an assignment in Venezuela. Years of tobacco smoke and grime had dulled it, even more than the photos show, so I cleaned it.
Left: 1/4 of the face cleaned. Centre: Half cleaned. Right: All cleaned.
Obviously, this is not a great painting … akin to those sidewalk charcoal sketches fellows have done of their girlfriends. Oil, so a bit more ambitious, but there’s a lot wrong with it.
In this case, cleaning probably improves our view the painting’s shortcomings. Never mind. We loved Mor, so we like her picture.
Close-up of the 1/4-cleaned face. That dash of rouge looks sore.
There is a new top bar item that gives you drop down access to older posts, listed by date. Do you like it or is it “featuritus” junk?
You’d never guess that some of the best quality incense made anywhere is manufactured behind a little storefront on the Danforth. I know it’s there and I still miss seeing it, when I am looking for it!
Never mind. That’s the way Nora likes it. She doesn’t really do retail … except by mail order. Everything she can produce goes to her longstanding, loyal retailers.
Package designs by Karen Bell, using old-fashioned 2-colour ink technique.
I had an invitation to visit, so one day I dropped in and took the tour. No one is allowed to be idle. When we sat at a big work table for coffee and a chat, Nora put me to work packaging sticks. Lucky for me I don’t have to depend on piece work for a living. I’d starve … but I’d smell good.
Actually, I was overpaid in free samples. If you want to buy some, Carrot Common is a local source.
Wifi is now about 4 times stronger at the Flying Pony, thanks to a new, unicorn-powered modem.
As it turned out, I wrote down 11:00 am for my meeting with artist Fred Franzen and he had it as noon, so we missed each other. C’est la vie.
While I was at Fred’s studio building, I took some photos of the Dupont Street neighbourhood, near Dovercourt. Old factory and warehouse places are disappearing as condos go up. That’s a problem for artists and craftspeople who need cheap space in which to work.
The slides start with Fred’s studio building. A defunct factory building at the corner of Dovercourt and Dupont also caught my eye.
The place wasn’t open on Sunday, when I pressed my lens to the glass, but I think I’ll have to Rub, Smoke, Eat and see if I want to Repeat, as the smokehouse slogan goes. Maybe take-out. Maroon and grey reminds me of the 80s.
In Ontario, the government is more interested in erasing its own email than in reading mine! Thanks, Crawf and Ulli! 😊