On a walk last Saturday with my dear friend Dee, we found ourselves strolling through Ross Bay Cemetery. There, we sat on a bench and had an amazing conversation.
The property around us hummed with an indescribable energy. As I try and articulate my experience now, I struggle to find the words; it’s a feeling of complete nothingness, emptiness, a great vastness, yet so full of something — and, I don’t know what the something is.
Ross Bay is the resting place of Emily Carr. In all the times I’ve visited the grounds, I’ve always wondered where she is.
Found Emily’s headstone today (Aug ’12).
Upon leaving the cemetery, a tree caught my attention. It’s one of the largest pines I’ve ever seen! She was old and weathered! She has likely greeted and continues to greet every new resident. I am inspired to paint this tree. I’ll return today to take some photos in preparation of a new painting. This will be the first painting in a new collection called: Emily’s Trees.