The art of William Perehudoff in Montreal Exciting! My sisters and I have swooped into Montreal for our father’s tribute exhibition tonight at Han Art in swanky Westmount. This will be the last William Perehudoff exhibition of the year –…
It’s strange when an art exhibition turns into a tribute. What most people at the opening for my father, William Perehudoff, at Newzones Gallery in Calgary didn’t realize is that my family had arranged this exhibition nearly a year ago.…
I miss many things about Saskatchewan, some that are not even gone. I still miss the old Capitol Theatre in Saskatoon, the interior reminded me of Romeo and Juliet, and it was part of my childhood. Torn down for a…
It’s not easy dealing with the death of a loved one, and this is the loss of a much adored father. It doesn’t matter expected it might be, you’re never prepared. It’s always a shock, as if a volcano…
It is with deep sadness that we announce the passing of William Perehudoff on February 26th, 2013, in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan. The prominent colour field painter was a Member of the Order of Canada, a recipient of the…
I’m walking down King Street East in Toronto and pass a big swath of blue. “Wait a minute.” I stop short and turn…
If you dwell on the decline of a loved one, then you rant and rave and nothing changes. Of course I wish my father, William Perehudoff, had been well enough to travel to the opening of his exhibition The…
Some arguments never die. The question “Is abstract art valid” raised its head again over the weekend while I was in Windsor, Ontario, for the opening of my father’s exhibition The Optimism of Colour: William Perehudoff, a retrospective. Two other…
When you haven’t seen someone for a few years, you wonder how much they’ve changed. That’s why I was giving the eye to every man at the recent art opening Colour and Substance at Poussin Gallery on oh-so-cool Bermondsey Street…
I may as well stop travel writing, and just concentrate on family travel. Oh, wait. Can you do family travel when sometimes there is no one, or maybe only one family member with you? Let’s not call it family travel,…