January 19, 2018

Working on this one again - great using my ipadpro and my apple pencil before I go to the canvas. What a treat! I can't imagine how long it is going to take me to finish this 4' x 6' canvas?? However long it takes it will be a pleasure - painting feels so good!

January 18, 2018


 Life Drawing in Collingwood - Jan/18



January 05, 2018

ALONG THE ROAD

I walked a mile with Pleasure;
   She chattered all the way,
But left me none the wiser
   For all she had to say.

I walked a mile with Sorrow
   And ne'er a word said she;
But oh, the things I learned from her
   When Sorrow walked with me!

                       Robert Browning Hamilton

January 04, 2018

I have been posting comments in The New York Times Comments columns lately. Sometimes they get published and sometimes they don't - it is challenging and fun. If you subscribe to the NYT and read the comments I am "BettyinToronto".

sent or not
Jan4/18 - BettyInToronto Toronto, Canada Pending Approval
Its a movie! It MUST be a movie! 2016/7 could not have been that dumb? I say it is a hilarious, sad, sad dangerous humiliating, dangerous, disgusting blockbuster. The worst is that thousands think it is not only good but also real. Who are those people? They scare me to death.
PS - the comments are great - lots of laughs and truths in those words !

Jan3/18 - BettyInToronto Toronto, Canada 25 minutes ago
But we have thought that so often over the last year!

BettyInToronto Toronto, Canada 45 minutes ago
The Greeks said "The mills of the gods grind slowly but they grind exceedingly small". Lets hope the mills hurry up and let us sleep easy for a while? Canadians feel for you America!
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Jan2/18 - Well well! Seems Kim Jong-un has called Mr Trumps bluff! I don't think we will be having a war soon - don't know about you but I am relieved! 
Published!

Thank you for your submission. We'll notify you at bettybishop@me.com when your comment has been approved. Nov 3/17

BettyInToronto Toronto, Canada Pending Approval
Re; Sarah Huckabee - Is she actually a real person? I hardly visit the Press Room anymore but if I do walk in [via my screen, of course] I walk out very quickly. Ugh! She is at it again! So sanctimonious! Such hard, cold brown eyes! Such bullshit! I am almost  sure she is a puppet and somehow I know who is inside her voice box.


Dec 24/17 - NY Times PUBLISHED MY COMMENT! My understanding is Trump is of German heritage. Is there any modern group of people who have more to answer for than the Germans? Well ... maybe the U.S. when they dropped the only atomic bombs that have ever been dropped on human beings? So glad I am Canadian although I loved living in New York City and feel sad to know I will never go there again. What a great town it was and hopefully will always be - but surely it isn't American?   

January 02, 2018

MONEY AND A FRIEND

I once had money and a friend;
   Of either, thought I store.
I lent my money to my friend
   And took his word therefor.
I sought my money from my friend,
   Which I had wanted long.
I lost my money and my friend;
   Now was that not a wrong?

                                   Unknown
 

January 01, 2018

"If only the gift the gods would give us to see ourselves as others see us."



Note - this is the way my father always quoted it although it is not exactly the way Robert Burns actually wrote it!  Close enough I think.

December 31, 2017

from me to you - Happy New Year 🍀❤️😘


Auld Lang Syne

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And auld lang syne!

Chorus.-For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne.
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.

And surely ye'll be your pint stowp!
And surely I'll be mine!
And we'll tak a cup o'kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
For auld, &c.

We twa hae run about the braes,
And pou'd the gowans fine;
But we've wander'd mony a weary fit,
Sin' auld lang syne.
For auld, &c.

We twa hae paidl'd in the burn,
Frae morning sun till dine;
But seas between us braid hae roar'd
Sin' auld lang syne.
For auld, &c.

And there's a hand, my trusty fere!
And gie's a hand o' thine!
And we'll tak a right gude-willie waught,
For auld lang syne.
For auld, &c.

Solitude

Laugh, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone;
For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,
But has trouble enough of its own.
Sing, and the hills will answer;
Sigh, it is lost on the air;
The echoes bound to a joyful sound,
But shrink from voicing care.

Rejoice, and men will seek you;
Grieve, and they turn and go;
They want full measure of all your pleasure,
But they do not need your woe.
Be glad, and your friends are many;
Be sad, and you lose them all,—
There are none to decline your nectared wine,
But alone you must drink life’s gall.

Feast, and your halls are crowded;
Fast, and the world goes by.
Succeed and give, and it helps you live,
But no man can help you die.
There is room in the halls of pleasure
For a large and lordly train,
But one by one we must all file on
Through the narrow aisles of pain.

December 29, 2017

What Dorothy Parker had to say about Love -

 “I require three things in a man: he must be handsome, ruthless, and stupid.”

“Now I know the things I know, and I do the things I do; and if you do not like me so, to hell, my love, with you!”

“Better be left by twenty dears / Than lie in a love-less bed; / Better a loaf that’s wet with tears, / Than cold, unsalted bread.”

“Four be the things I'd have been better without: love, curiosity, freckles and doubt.”

“It serves me right for putting all my eggs in one bastard.”

“By the time you swear you’re his,
Shivering and sighing,
And he vows his passion is
Infinite, undying -
Lady, make a note of this:
One of you is lying."

December 28, 2017

To what purpose, April, do you return again?
Beauty is not enough.
You can no longer quiet me with the redness
Of little leaves opening stickily.
I know what I know.
The sun is hot on my neck as I observe
The spikes of crocus.
The smell of the earth is good.
It is apparent that there is no death.
But what does that signify?
Not only under ground are the brains of men
Eaten by maggots.
Life in itself
Is nothing,
An empty cup, a flight of uncarpeted stairs.
It is not enough that yearly, down this hill,
April
Comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers.

December 27, 2017

There is so much good in the worst of us,
And so much bad in the best of us,
That it ill behoves any of us
To find fault with the rest of us.
           Unkown


December 26, 2017

THE OPTIMIST

The optoimist fell ten stories.
  At each window bar
He shouted to his friends:
  "All right so far"
                      UKNOWN
My favourtie poems - this one is from The Best Loved Poems of the American People 

FRIENDSHIP

Oh, THE COMFORT-the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person,
Having neither to weigh thoughts,
Nor measure words-but pouring them 
All right out-just as they are-
Chaff and grain together-
Certain that a faithful hand will
Take and sift them-
Keep what is worth keeping-
And with the breath of kindness
Blow the rest away. 
                    Dinah Maria Mulock Craik




Dinah Maria Mulock Craik - 1826 to 1887 [61 years] English - published 3 volumes of Poems - Songs of our Youth, Thirty Years:Being Poems Old and New,

She published three volumes of poetry: Poems (1859), Songs of Our Youth, and Thirty Years: Being Poems Old and New (1881). Sally Mitchell has written the most recent biography, Dinah Mulock Craik (Boston: Twayne, 1983; PR 4517 M57 Robarts Library).

December 21, 2017

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!


December 17, 2017

This lovely poodle is my friend Penny's granddoggie. Her name is Madeline - Maddy, for short. Maddy is wearing Penny's hat. Penny and I spent 6 weeks in a shared room at West Park Rehab Centre in Toronto last summer. I was there for COPD rehab and Penny to exercise her lungs which had been burned and scarred by radiation treatment for lung cancers. We became almost instant friends and remain friends. She is a lovely down to earth interesting person. She recently sent me this picture of Maddy.
What a beautiful dog although Penny tells me she is a real goof - a goof who recently peed on Penny's shoes after Penny had been away for 3 days!
To me her face is the way I feel about 2017. Is she worried for the state of our world? What the hell is coming next? What the hell is wrong with those human beings? Will they ever evolve and learn to care for each other? Are we doomed?

PS - Penny might need more cancer treatments. She has "a couple of new shadows on her lungs". She gets the verdict soon - on December 17 ..... hope it will have Maddy smiling! Click on her to see a larger picture.

November 09, 2017

First Sketch on my ipad pro with Apple Pencil 


2nd sketch - Will it ever be finished? Time goes by so quickly! 

November 02, 2017

I am sorting out pictures I have taken and put on CD's - This one is of a store I rented on the Danforth in Toronto.  What a great space it was! Of course that is My Josie Guarding the open door. I can't tell you how many nasty people she scared away!

and these are some of the kids I taught at A Place to Paint. Not that anyone can teach kids how to do art. Picasso said "paint like a child" and I totally agree with Picasso. I will post some of their wonderful work...

November 01, 2017

Some more work on the Life Drawing class in Collingwood - I am finally beginning to understand the wonderful Procreate App! 

The way I used to be?? haha! Also "painted" on my Apple ipadpro useing the Apple Pencil. 

October 17, 2017

Yesterday was Life Drawing at "Go Figure" in Collingwood. Collingwood is an hour away from my home in Barrie. I am lucky enough to have an artist friend who drives us there every Monday morning. Yesterday was a Portrait Day and the room was packed so I sketched The Room rather than the model. All on my ipadPro, using the Procreate App and my Apple pencil. It is only a 2 hour session so it was a quick sketch which I continued last night and hope to do some more work on it today - or tomorrow? Lots more to do - stay tuned. Click for a close up. 

October 15, 2017


This is my neighbours dog - an adorable little Pomeranian - I am her "grandma" and she visits me every Friday night while her parents [well ..... you know what I mean!] go out for dinner. Since I am still mourning for My Josie [she will be gone for 2 years in one week but I still say "good night Josie" most nights!!😢] I guess we could call her my therapy dog?

September 25, 2017

 Life Drawing at the Barrie Art Club - quick sketch


September 03, 2017

Finished! - I can't explain this coloured pencil drawing at all - but I like it. Click for a close up.

September 01, 2017

I am working on this rather strange piece of work. I gave a friend a few pencil crayons and in the process I left some of them on my kitchen counter. Later I picked up an old pencil drawing, on a wooden board, of this friend of mine. I started to colour her with coloured pencils and am still colouring her - isn't it a strange piece of work?! Most of the time I simply copied the marks already engrained in the wood although the 3 spikes [?] in the upper right corner are the shadows of some of the pencils sitting in a cup on my counter. The bottom half is unfinished - I have only lightly outlined the shaped in the wood.
To be continued ...

August 27, 2017


                                            and here I am again - I feel like I am being used!

August 06, 2017

I may have put this one in before but even if I did I think it is worth another look - she is/was so cute - and so polite!

August 05, 2017

Don't you love it?!

August 04, 2017

                                         Clouds over Barrie - from my 14th floor balcony.

August 03, 2017

But as the Chinese idiom goes, the shot hits the bird that pokes its head out.

Do not fear the aging of the body for it is the body's way of seeking the root. (Lao Tzu)

I could spend my whole life prying loose the secrets of the insane. These people are honest to a fault, and their naivety has no peer but my own. (Andre Breton)

Of all those arts in which the wise excel Nature's chief masterpiece is writing well. (Andre Breton)