informal watercolour sketch classes available this summer

I’m offering eight informal watercolour sketch classes this summer in Prince Edward County, Ontario. Below are the dates and spots still available. Please email me at: for more information and to register.

Here’s a link to a video to see a little bit of my painting process.



8 Informal watercolour sketch classes


Wednesday June 24, 9:30-11:30am

3 spots

Wednesday July 1, 9:30-11:30am


Wednesday July 8, 9:30-11:30am


wait list (1)

Wednesday July 15, 9:30-11:30am


Wednesday July 22, 9:30-11:30am


Wednesday July 29, 9:30-11:30am


Wednesday August 5, 9:30-11:30am

2 spots

Wednesday August 12, 9:30-11:00am


pancake cure


Once, when Queen Street West (in Toronto) was still vibrant as far east as John Street, there was a little restaurant art students from the college ate at sometimes. It served pancakes on the weekends with apple slices arranged like a touching, wobbly child’s drawing of a flower on the big circle; unpeeled apple segment petals with fine red edges. I found it reassuring. Today, wandering around our kitchen I asked C what he wanted for breakfast, hoping that he’d pick something that would take my mind away from the boys, who went away on a train and on a plane yesterday. C was folding laundry, a whole big heap of it, holding up bits of clothing as he went with a puzzled expression and a question:” uh… Liz…not yours eh…a girlfriend’s maybe”?

C didn’t want breakfast, so I made pancakes and ate them right over the stove.

I thought about throwing a handful of chocolate chips in which is usually helpful at least in the short term, but at the last moment straightened up, found the box grater and grated an apple into the batter with a little cinnamon instead.





These are two sections of bone, (possibly cow femur?). We bought a bag of them today from Thyme Again Gardens, an organic farm near by.  One of my sons is slow roasting these bones today for the marrow. Sketching them helps me see and feel more clearly. While drawing I found myself giving thanks to the animal that they came from. There is so much evidence of life to see (and draw) in these now inanimate and (still)  frozen forms.