Announcing my Musical Art Library Show

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Announcing a Musical Art Exhibition

Thanks to the Ontario Arts Council,  for their support which enabled me to have this art exhibition at the Maria Shchuka Library. Thank you to the Art Council as they  have allowed me  to display my work for the Public’s Viewing.

Opening December 20,, 2016 through January 1, 2017

Art using Musical imagery at the Maria Shchuka Library. Have a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.

by Barbara Greene Mann

Prints, Paintings and Drawings

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the hall

an intaglio from 1983

 

An Extraordinary Relationship, as I Came To See It

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“Good friends pass away,like days do.” said the Dalai Lama. But my friend will take a lot of days.

This is the last time I will see my hospice volunteer. When I got the news last week I cried and cried because I valued our friendship, this man so much. I don’t know what I assumed, that he would be here until the end of my days whenever that was. I couldn’t imagine calling EMS cuz  I thought this was the time, and having my hand held by some of the nurses I had met at the hospital.NG

The first time I met him I was amazed because he came from so far away and I admired the Tibetan people,  monk’s life, who knows. Then he showed me a movie made in Tibet, which glorified his people and country and yes, even the yaks. The man in the movie had the same name as his. We talked about Buddhism and the books he was reading. He loved to read and was always trying to better himself. I admired the way he thought about things. And he told me stories about this Jewish lady he worked with and how he tried to  help her thinking,  He is a good Buddhist.

Every week he washed my floor and took out the garbage. That helped me a lot especially on days when I had no more strength than to sit on the bed and watch him.  Twice he  walked across the street and bought me almond milk

He was a truly  happy person and would tell me happiness came from within and if you couldn’t do something about something then just accept it and move on. This is when I would get sad about my cancer. Sometimes I sat and cried, just because…

My hospice volunteer visited with me every Sunday for 15 months. Now he is gone to see his aunt and i am very grateful to have known him.

Tsering said he signed for a years commitment, and  hospice would likely never see  a relationship such as ours.  He came for almost 15 months, missing only once. He said it was because of me. I never would have thought of that. I thought it was more like he felt a duty taking care of his grandmother.

But he said it was because he liked me and learned  a lot from me. For him to say this was a supreme compliment and I will never doubt myself again.
I asked him if wanted a picture but he said he only had Tibetan pictures at his home.

It was a true gift to meet this man. He was funny, sincere, on and on. I never knew a man such as he  existed.Filled with compassion, And he taught me it seemed so natural. Listen the Buddhists are trained all their lives to live like this, Karma rules, But the compassion that is produced. what can I say.

I started again working on my one woman play with three beginnings,so even the late comers can come in at one of three designated times. Compassion hits home.

Funny I really drew him, like he was; he had  small hairlip.But he was so handsome. I’ll always remember him and then tears fill my eyes, with love and compassion.

Pictures for sale, rent auction , sale

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Cancer Pain on a ostcard

A new gallery to show pictures that are for sale to pay this month’s rent as you can read next post to find out why. Please make me an offer , start with 50$, thanks barb,all originals, 11×14″ mixed media more pictures for sale, browse through and leave me a note. than you barb

self portrait as a Tight Wire Walker

A new gallery to show pictures that are for sale to pay this month’s rent as you can read next post to find out why. Please make me an offer , start with 50$, thanks barb,all originals, 11×14″ mixed media more pictures for sale, browse through and leave me a note. than you barb

 

Help they cut off my Old Age Pension Supplement and What about My Rent

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Hold that Idea

babs

Self Portrait

Without any warning, and at the last minute- they cut off my  Gaines  Supplement. they had to know earlier and why didn’t they warn me. But it’s a drop in the bucket, 255$ That’s 5 pictures at 50$ or 10 at 25. Only one has been sold in about 10 years, I mean minutes. They’re clamouring,  My phone is ringing and I’m hallucinating. I can do this.

wait this could be like a Rent Party.

yes it will be a Rentery Auction Sale and I will continue to have a place to live.

noble thought Miss Babs.

I owed one month rent and here we go again.  They  add on costs, I.e. Bounced check fee, which adds up. The robotized calculator just continues thinking , do it again, something is not calculating. It too has a tumour and goes for a scan Monday. Cancer runs in the family.

Supplement.

Self Portrait, as a Horse Cabbie at Disneyworld

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sketch book image, I like this look, horses are not abused here, only 2 runs a day , 30 minutes each. The horses are groomed, styled and loved. I hope everyone can come here as you will learn what kindness, respect and accommodation is as demonstrated by their employees. All criminals before serving time need to see the real deal how to treat the world and respect the planet. 

For sale 69$ , leave a message.

My Self Portrait was all wrong.,Just One single head, they said.

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It’s Me

11x 14″ watercolor and graphite, $125

Another World Lung Cancer Day to Celebrate, I’m here Where’s the Cure?

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In response to many lung cancer sufferers,  I would say they feel stigmatized, as people will ask ,”Were you a smoker? As if t,his makes it their fault and so no sympathy can be expressed. You deserve what you got. Is ignorance the cause. The cigarette magnates deny the harm inherent in their products. They smile and deny it. You did it , now you pay. OK I admit I was a smoker.

I grew up in rebellious times. I loved the Marlboro man and his horse.

I went to horseback riding camp and the stall hands taught us how to smoke, no arts and crafts, just horses and stable guys, who were sort of cute. The 3 other girl campers, we just loved to ride and look for excitement in the stable. Cigarettes vs. hanky-panky. Were we sparred?  I went home a virgin but not a virgin smoker.

Not much else I remember about that camp except we put a bunch of aspirins in a coke, shook it up and split it 4 ways walking back. Strange, that is the only visual memory I have and  a boy shoveling shit in the stall. Nah I wouldn’t even paint a picture about that place. Wait, on my to do list.

Blame me? I was 12 years old. Blame the Marlboro Man he raped my lungs and chained me up.

Here’s the image: A kid on a horse, riding backwards, hands tied, a cig hanging from her lips.And Mr. Marlboro Man snapping a whip.

Unable to legally buy smokes I stole them from my Dad. He had a Urn filled with butts; the longest I smoked. One day they, my parents, came home while I was cigarettea. Quickly thrown into the butt urn, sSmouldering it eventually lit all the other butts filling the second floor with smoke, and firefighters.

how did this happen they asked, scratching their heads,looking at me. 55 years later, a confession came, right here. O.K.

So how did  men get prostrate cancer?  Did they put their  penis’s in  a smoker? No confession here.

Hey Mr. Marlboro Man…