|Imelda Maguire, Northants England, on the way to Gay Paris, photo by Richard Briggs 1980.|
|Sunflowers (Still Life: Vase with Fifteen Sunflowers) 92.1 x 73cm - 36 x 28, oil on canvas, |
Vincent van Gogh Famous Dutch artist - Post Impressionist painter,1888
While I was there in Paris I set out to research the French Impression. It was my thought that it was a painting until I found Montmartre Square; where right before my very eyes I finally understood what everyone I knew working in the creative field was buzzing about. It was never just one painting, as I so naively thought, (not having any knowledge of any art history) it was an entire art movement.
The day was wonderfully fresh, full of the hope and renewal of spring. It had rained heavily the whole day before, well into the night.
Canopies of many bright brilliant colors and shapes rolled out over the shop entrances showing off all the new and exciting gift ideas and latest products that beckoned to the passerby, enticing all with fine food and pastries baked fresh for the daily menu fare filling the air with a grand scent of celebration.
|Imelda Maguire requesting a passerby to take a photo in front of Exposition Square, Paris 1980.|
To my delight, the bridge to the Louvre was right where the desk clerk’s map said it would be... and so I crossed.
I had been using the palette knife for some time in search for the perfect way to express the wet of healing nature on the earth’s beautiful flowers and trees, n
River Seine, original oil on canvas, palette knife, 32 x 48, 1980.
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Closed to the public on Tuesday
Well wouldn't you just know it, right there I was on the step of the Louvre and it was a Tuesday.
Having to leave the next morning for a return flight to England truly changed everything that I had dreamed about.
Imelda Maguire taking a moment to contemplate alongside the River Seine Paris 1980
Heck, I was right here standing in front of the most exquisite Art Gallery in the world! That in itself was so very satisfying. Besides, it was a grand day for a walk through the beautiful Gardens of the Louvre, then to the Eiffel Tower and of course, unbeknownst to myself beyond that wondrous landmark was indeed Montmartre Square.
Lost I became in observation of a man sitting on a bench feeding the squirrels and pigeons. With feet bare, burrowed onto the fresh scent of grass with face to the sun it was all one could do to just simply surrender into the joy of the moment filling the soul with the sweet scent and sounds of a bright spring day in Gay Pairs.
|‘Young Girl Monument sketch’, artist sketchbook, taken from photo of Man feeding Pigeons Paris 1980.|
Eiffel Tower, Paris, 1984, photo by Maguire
‘The Eiffel Tower’, 16 x 34 palette knife, oil on canvas, 1984.
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The desk clerk at the hotel explained that Napoleon Bonaparte had shipped rose quartz from Egypt to build the New Paris in a rose glow over the entire city for his beloved Josephine.
As I walked through this wondrous history of love, I could not help but think the rose quartz was indeed a brilliant success, not to mention what a wondrous romantic declaration of a love for a woman was this gift to receive from her lover.
One of the many artists, setting up display for a memorial day at ‘Montmartre Square’ Paris, photo by Maguire 1980
Passerby’s stood in awe at the brilliant work that was happening like magic before them, as well did I.
Spellbound we all were!
Pondering for a little while to grasp what my new friend was trying to explain, out of nowhere came this man on the canvas right out into the square, with his long black gabardine with grey fur collar blowing wildly about, yelling in his very rich and passionate expression as he gestured to the pigeons in his husky way, “Fook the peeshons!”.
Who said I couldn't speak French?
Seems to me that if a story is told with great passion, one can speak any language and be understood.
Celebrate Life and Love
Art on Art on Art, 38 x 46 oil on Masonite, 1984.
Art on Art on Art, close up of the brushes, 38 x 46 oil on canvas, 1984.
upon the fluffy white cloud drifting so peacefully away
Somewhere else lost in mind I'd be
A`top of Bonnie Brae'
Blowing, blowing, blowing
Lost am I,
In the sounds of the buzzing and blowing
November 23, 2011
A Life without hope is more painful than a body full of broken bones
BRIGGS, Shandy-Lynn Andrea Briggs
It is with profound sadness that we announce the passing of Shandy following complications related to a cardiac arrest.
At the young age of 48 she passed peacefully with her supportive Husband by her side.
Shandy is survived by the love of her life and Husband Ray Van Schyndel.
She will be deeply missed by her Father Dave (Deb) Briggs and her Mother Imelda Maguire (Dave).
She was a loving Mother to Ray’s children Kristin (Justin) Powell and Derek (Kerry) Van Schyndel. An adored Oma to Hunter, Parker, Hayes and Holden. Beloved Sister to Brye (Leah) Briggs and proud Aunt to Kaelham, Ayden and Seamus.
Shandy was always happiest surrounded by family. She shared a close bond with all her cousins. She leaves behind her step brothers, step sister and their families, as well as many relatives from Canada, England and Ireland.
The Van Schyndel’s will all feel the loss of her spirit, dynamic personality, amazing hugs and bright smile. She will be fondly remembered by all her close friends and “her girls”.
Shandy contributed immensely to her role as the Ontario Regional Director of Public Safety. Her colleagues will feel the loss of her exemplary leadership and dedication.
A Celebration of Life will take place at a later date. Arrangements entrusted to COURTICE FUNERAL CHAPEL, 1587 Highway #2, Courtice (905-432-8484).
Online condolences may be made at courticefuneralchapel.com.
You’re beautiful, you’re endless,
Now stretch your wings and fly,
You’re loved by so many,
It will never be goodbye.