Category: Jackie Blair McSween
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tao te ching says
it is the emptiness inside
that holds whatever we want
what then happens to
the crack in the cup..
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Lost
There is a light
Or two possibly
Only in darkness
Down, up
North, south
A cavern in the canvas
Is still not enough
Dormant
Jackie Blair McSween
DORMANT
mixed media on canvas
12 x 12 in
Argon
Jackie Blair McSween
Oil on Canvas
16 x 20 in
Artists’ Reception
“A Bond of Nature and Art an exhibition by Mother & Son” Artists’ Reception at the Mission Art Gallery by Artists Jackie Blair McSween and Murdoch McSween
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- Artist’s Reception Saturday March 2, 2013 between 1-4pm
My first exhibition! Or should I say our first exhibition, since this was a joint exhibition of my 13 year old son and I. I am a short on words as it has been and continues to be a very emotional experience for me. Somehow hanging ones art for public display is a little like baring ones soul. I am hoping I will be able to express everything little clearer as time goes on. In the meantime, we did sell two paintings ! I am thankful to my children and family who helped out a great deal with making this possible and to everyone who came out to the reception. The MAC gallery staff and volunteers have been just amazing and I would like to thank all of them.The exhibition is in the gallery for three weeks. I hope I will be able to share more over the next little while as the emotions settle.
Jackie
Upcoming Exhibition!
Artists’ Reception
Saturday March 2, 2013 between 1-4pm
On The Edge
Acrylic and Water Soluble Oil on Canvas 30x24in
by Jackie Blair (McSween)
Effulgence
Looking out my front window
Where Mount Baker shines
through oversized homes
A marriage is ending
Locks are changed.
This virile world
Is getting locked out.
Birth
mixed media on canvas 23x48in
by Jackie Blair (McSween)
Alteration
It happened as I folded your laundry
I glanced out my south eastern window
Where Mount Baker use to shine
A row of oversized houses is out my window now
I see the back end of them
I hear the birds outside my office window
Along with the humming of the washing machine
The computer and camera won’t process my latest painting
The ever-changing pigment is too strong
