The Motherland is calling me home today. Could not resist these Hudson Bay blanket chairs &…the rest is Canadiana history. My painting teacher is about to leave for a week long trip up to a famous log cabin (my parents) on Vancouver Island (my home) so there is lots of chatter today about the awesomeness of all things Canadian and their friendly peeps. Oh, go on. No, really. Go on.
There is something so nostalgic about those felt chairs, that signature yellow, red, blue & green stripes that we (the Canadiennes) grew up with, probably not even knowing how iconic they were. They just were. Wasn’t that the requisite blanket at everyone’s nana’s house…or neighbours…or summer BBQ?
I love that Canadians are reverse hip. I miss living there. I love it here, in the U S of A, it has its perks for sure, but I’m proud to flash that navy blue passport with CANADA embossed in gold. I love landing at YYR & all signage is bilingual. And the chocolates are Rogers, the tea is Murchies & the Pacific ocean circling Vancouver Island is in my blood.
Oh, Canada. xo
18 x 24, acrylic on canvas.