It’s a treat to be able to offer a unique exhibition like The Great Canadian Tree-Warmer. Showing work from talented and creative artists in the woods to outdoor enthusiasts and curious art lovers alike. A short hike along the Tree Hugger Trail provided a picturesque view through the mixed hardwood forest that was dotted with gems of knitting, crochet, painting, recycled wool, quilting, macrame and embroidery. Every artwork displaying wonderful details of each artists craft, the work by Shelley Clark was also accompanied by poetry that could be read while viewing her installation (One of the poems below). To get a closer look at the work, click on an image to open the gallery view.
Such Singing in the Wild Branches
It was spring
and I finally heard him
among the first leaves––
then I saw him clutching the limb
in an island of shade
with his red-brown feathers
all trim and neat for the new year.
First, I stood still
and thought of nothing.
Then I began to listen.
Then I was filled with gladness––
and that’s when it happened,
when I seemed to float,
to be, myself, a wing or a tree––
and I began to understand
what the bird was saying,
and the sands in the glass
for a pure white moment
while gravity sprinkled upward
like rain, rising,
and in fact
it became difficult to tell just what it was that was singing––
it was the thrush for sure, but it seemed
not a single thrush, but himself, and all his brothers,
and also the trees around them,
as well as the gliding, long-tailed clouds
in the perfect blue sky–––all of them
And, of course, so it seemed,
so was I.
Such soft and solemn and perfect music doesn’t last
For more than a few moments.
It’s one of those magical places wise people
like to talk about.
One of the things they say about it, that is true,
is that, once you’ve been there,
you’re there forever.
Listen, everyone has a chance.
Is it spring, is it morning?
Are there trees near you,
and does your own soul need comforting?
Quick, then––open the door and fly on your heavy feet; the song
may already be drifting away.
Without a doubt Liz Pead took her vision of a “hockey game of the trees” above and beyond with The Sweetest Game installation. Check out this short fun video
A huge thank you to all the participating artists and those that made it out to view to exhibition. Owl Ridge Acres couldn’t have celebrated the sweet end to winter and the maple syrup season without you!