Wendy Ryan Folk Art Blog

New Paintings, Work in Progress and the odd Reflection

Tuesday, December 02, 2008

Punk Peace Painting

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I'm still finding paintings and prints in nooks and crannies all over the house. I don't know where this one has been hiding, the d...
Thursday, November 27, 2008

The Sale Continues!

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I'm happy to say my camera is home and working again. I've just added a couple new pieces to my Christmas Studio Sale. I had started...
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Tuesday, November 25, 2008

One Month Away and Snow In The Air!

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A bit of snow in the air today, and Christmas is...WHAT? One month from today! Ever since I was a child, the weeks leading up to Christmas ...
Thursday, November 20, 2008

It's Been So Long...

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It has been too long since I sat down to write anything on this blog. I've thought about it, signed in...then stared at the screen, tapp...
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Friday, October 17, 2008

International Day for the Eradication of Poverty

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Today is International Day for the Eradication of Poverty. It would have slipped right by me had I not turned on CBC Newsworld just i...
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Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Autumn's Here - Well Almost

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Even before the calender tells us it is officially Fall, there's no escaping it, Autumn is undeniably here. Before we close up the ponds...
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Tuesday, October 07, 2008

Canadian Breast Cancer Network Online Auction

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Well before another day goes by, I gotta get this link up here! If you like the fun of an auction and would like to also support a worthy c...
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I was raised on a family farm in Ontario, Canada. As a child I tramped through the fields, hid in big old maple trees and drew and read and dreamed. I've been blessed with a patient husband who continues to surprise and support me. Together with our four kids we have loved and lost the likely assortment of dogs, cats, rabbits, fish, lizards and rodents that come with the territory. For more years than I like to count, I was a "non practicing artist". As the poets say, the work paid the bills but starved the spirit. With those days behind me, here I am, finally, thankfully, the artist and domestic goddess I just know I was born to be.
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