Which Star is Our Own? 20" x 24" Mixed Media on Canvas
My home is the Alberta prairies where everything is wide and open. The fields, the plains, the huge sky above. Living near the Rocky Mountains, I remember looking up at the night sky, endless and overwhelming. Romance unfolds under such skies, and holding a loved one in warm arms, it can feel like floating. It was easy to imagine our planet as a little orb hurtling through the cosmos, and I used to pretend I was in the middle of that crowded emptiness, looking back toward us and wondering: which star is our own?