Summer of the Spotted Owl (2005)
Summer of the Spotted Owl
“Madge was doing more than house-sitting. The owners, who were off fishing in the Okanagan Valley, had hired Madge to paint a mural. “Something for our family room,” Mrs. Urstad had instructed Madge. “Something bright, because it gets so gloomy up here in the rainy North Shore forests.”
A former neighbor of ours, Mrs. Urstad had always admired Madge’s paintings. My sister was a pretty good artist, I had to admit: She mixed colors into vivid shades, then swirled the shades into gorgeous scenes. T...he funny thing was the scenes were ordinary, everyday ones, like maybe a park bench with flowers growing around it, or a cherry tree blooming beside a Dumpster. Madge made the ordinary look extraordinary. She’d loved art from the first day she could clutch a crayon. In September she’d be starting at the Emily Carr Institute of Art and Design on Granville Island.
So there we were for the month of July in this big, sprawling house with Grouse Mountain looming in front of us, and deep, dark Capilano Canyon just beyond the back garden.MoreLess
A former neighbor of ours, Mrs. Urstad had always admired Madge’s paintings. My sister was a pretty good artist, I had to admit: She mixed colors into vivid shades, then swirled the shades into gorgeous scenes. T...he funny thing was the scenes were ordinary, everyday ones, like maybe a park bench with flowers growing around it, or a cherry tree blooming beside a Dumpster. Madge made the ordinary look extraordinary. She’d loved art from the first day she could clutch a crayon. In September she’d be starting at the Emily Carr Institute of Art and Design on Granville Island.
So there we were for the month of July in this big, sprawling house with Grouse Mountain looming in front of us, and deep, dark Capilano Canyon just beyond the back garden.MoreLess
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