Moving my Paintings on the Public Transit

I never learn to drive and live in the city, I use the public transit everywhere. Whenever I decide on a show to exhibit my art, public transit is part of my consideration. I avoid all those shows too far or too difficult to get to.
Two of my watercolor paper cut paintings was accepted into the OCADU (Ontario of Art and Design University) Alumni Exhibition at the Gladstone hotel. One of the reasons I enter was the location was easy for me to get there with my framed paintings. There is a streetcar stop just steps from my studio which would take me right in front of the hotel.

getting ready
Mid morning the traffic was light and there was plenty of empty seats on the streetcar, fifteen minutes later, I was right in front of the hotel.
I was given a catalogue of the show; When I checked on the list of artists and was surprised none of the people from my graduating year was in. I don’t know any of the artists in the show!

my paintings


Breaking ice with my Art


 mountai ram

Canadian are more reserve as whole, rarely strangers would start a conversation with another stranger on the public transit. However the frozen facades been melting slightly since I been drawings on the subway trains.

This winter is seems extremely cold in Toronto. The morning trains, it is ice cold inside, Even I bundle up with hat, scarf and gloves but I still manage to draw. Passengers around me usually resting with their eyes closed around me


Today, the man sat near me look like he was napping during the whole trip but when he got up for the exit he tuned back said to me “Nice drawing”.

Another day, the woman sat next to me commented on my beautiful drawing. Next she would started to tell me story about her daughter’s up coming wedding.. She has to give up this year vacation in order to pay for her up coming trip to Jamaica for her daughter’s big wedding. We chatted all the way to the end of the line while I was drawing.

Last Friday, another woman was so interested in what I was doing. She told me when she was a child how much she loved to draw, seeing me drawing she wanted to get back to drawing again. Before she got off the train, she inquired about where to buy the paper and pen..

Never expected my mobile studio has invited such lovely responds.

wood duck