Charlene Long
Mixed media Artwork
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Memories of Africa
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Along the edge of the whispering seas
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Dreams of Possibilities
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these wilder shores
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Pathway to Memories
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Impressions of Italy
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Abstracts
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Impressionist Landscapes
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There are places we remember
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Small Paintings
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Art Boxes
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Art Cards - more images available
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Bookmarks and Notebooks
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Coasters
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Masks

Thinking of my Mom and our shared memories led me to rediscover the poems of Canadian poet Pauline Johnson. Rereading her poems inspired me to create a series based on her works. Each painting was inspired by a specific passage from one of her poems or legends.

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Through the far cool distance
As cloud and colour blend at set of sun
The seaweeds cling with flesh-like fingers. The rocks get shelter that the sands deny
With pools of purple colouring the skies
Northern Skies Alive with Flames
There are fires on Lulu Island and the sky is opalescent
The scent of burning leaves, the campfire blaze
The pools low lying, dank with mould. Glint through their mildews like large caps of gold
To Salish waves that fling their spray
So gently creeps the morning through the heavy air
Uncertain clouds, half-high, suspend
The rocks beneath your feet
Tonight the west o’er brims with warmest dyes
I dream tonight
Sounds of the days of summer murmur and die away
Great has been the run
Alone, alone with God’s glory earth that seems
Reflections from the gold and glowing light
And when at eventide the sun
In forest arms the night will soonest creep
Where the waterfalls and forest voice forever their duet
Where the river mists are rising
And call across the fading silver night As something calls to me
The far, far Trees that cover The brownish hills with needles green and gold
The sun outbreaking in his farewell hour
Let me but feel the pulse of nature’s soul
And the wailing pine trees murmur with their voice attuned to hers
Where the rushes lift
Where the very silence slumbers
Beneath me far Where not a ripple moves to mar
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