Pauline Lecours Clancy
Houses have always been of interest to me. As a teen, my first painting was a house, half hidden by one of our Ontario Winter snow storms. Later as an extension worker with the 4-H Clubs, travelling through the towns and farmland, along the rural roads of Northern Ontario, I was in awe of the character and beauty of the houses I came across. These rural roads often had no name signs and the homes no identifying numbers. So I had to watch out for the green house with the red shutters or the white flat roofed house with the green door. I quickly learned to identify designated shapes and colours. Now, in the comfort of my studio, these houses reappear in my mind as real Canadian jewels.