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CRAIG HILL NEEDS OUR HELP - I write out of concern for Craig Hill, founder and editor of The Valley Voice News.  Craig also has a Facebook presence. As you know he is a friend and advocate to Chilliwack and the Upper Fraser Valley providing without cost, both news coverage of area events and advertisement space to local businesses. He needs immediate help from his community ASAP. On short notice he is being forced out of an apartment in which he has lived as a model tenant for twenty years. He has exhausted appeals and not having found another affordable living space, his apartment contents will be removed to the street on Sunday July 31st, 2016 at 1:00 PM. That is days from now. This is worrying in the extreme. Craig is 60 years old, on disability following a truck accident that injured his legs but is mobile. The stress may have contributed to recent petite and grand mal seizures. This friend needs help, to find him a place to live preferably in Chilliwack area. He has appealed to friends, acquaintances and the community at large for leads to rental apartment. Can you inform Craig of a temporary lodging or a permanent living space? He is fine man and a good tenant.

You can reach Craig by EMAIL,  or by telephone 604-392-NEWS (6397).


“Going Nowhere” is completed but for a few touches. It’s oil on 16X20 inch canvas. This lovely stationary rusty bike had become a display for les fleur, at a florist in the town of Ile La Sorgue in France along the canal that characterizes the town. I enjoyed the interplay of shadows in the afternoon sun and as we walked I stopped to take a few reference photos, knowing that I would have to paint the bike I dubbed ‘going nowhere.'  


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'MAKE IT SKIP DADDY’ - Kale will have his 11th Birthday soon. Years ago in this painting I recaptured a moment when my grandson Kale was two and half years old. Here at Crescent Beach with our son Jeff, his daddy, they are examining a stone Kale picked up and he wants his daddy to skip it on the water as he has seen him do before. Jeff has kept this painting.


It’s been completed. Perhaps a few nuance touches will occur but it is ready to receive my signature in one corner. This is a painting of Saint Jacques Le Majeur church located in Hunawihr, Alsace, France. the painting itself is 18 x 24 inches, oil on canvas. The painting celebrates for me, Christine’s and my recent 4 week trip to France. On this occasion we lived in Riquewihr for one week and on one of those days, we walked the 2.5 kms. to Hunawihr, through the roads and paths that permit visitors to walk to numerous villages. This church was built in the 15th and 16th centuries on the foundation of an earlier church and it was initially Catholic. In 1534 Georges of Wurttenberg introduced Zwinglian reformation Protestantism to the town. His successor introduced Lutheran Protestantism in 1559. Then in 1687 Louis XIV ruled that if there were seven Catholic families in the village, the church should be used for both sects. Today it is still a dual Christian church. It is a heritage site now, a fortified church surrounded by an hexagonal stone wall with six semi-circular bastions. It is known as the church in the heart of the vineyards. 

LATEST PAINTING … in process

I am eagerly painting again … can hardly what to tackle all the projects I have in mind. After a 4 wk trip to France, I began this weekend to paint the fortified church of St. Jacques Le Majeur in Hunawihr, Alsace, Fance which surrounded by vineyards … walked there four weeks ago, took pictures, now use my TV monitor & Apple TV to display my image so I can paint what I saw and what I see. Here is the first scratch or two … much to do. 24X18 oil on canvas.

Then one day more and the depth and distance is beginning to appear. It’s enjoyable to do this.

Ruggieri and Janin - artistes extraordinaire de Luberon

This husband and wife artistic team made such an impression on me in 2009 during our last trip to the Luberon area of France and particularly their home town of Bonnieux, that we have today driven from Lourmarin, our home base during this current trip, and we have found Anne-Marie Ruggieri in the studio that we visited six years ago. We learned today that they now have a second gallery in Bonnieux called Kelia Galerie. Philippe works in this latter one. Both of them are remarkable artists. Since our last visit they have both done many works in pastels which seem to compliment the subject matter of Anne-Marie’s landscapes and still lives, and Philippe’s nudes. The nudes are new subject matter since I last saw his work. After our 2009 trip, I wrote a blog post about them and I place the link to that here, ‘Artists Anne-Marie Ruggieri and Philippe Janin.’ They have a marvellous website with both French and English capabilities, called Janin et Ruggieri.

Today as we spent time with Anne Marie, we purchased one of their five art books, this one called 'Luberon, Le triangle d’Or.

Bonnieux is several kilometres from Lourmarin up steeply curved and circuitous climbs, but we may go again to see how he is. They honour their country and the specific region so well by their impressionist work. I enjoy their paintings very much.

Christine had explained that we had been here 6 years earlier and visited this gallery, that I was an artist and that I liked their work. Anne Marie was so pleased.

She was so friendly and engaging with us and she said she would sign it for us and then she began to do a pen landscape sketch on the inside cover, at the bottom of which she signed her name and the date 29 Septembre 2015.

She told us that if we then went into the village to the other gallery, Philippe would also sign it.

 Within minutes, someone came in to tell her that Philippe had fallen was hurt and had been taken to the hospital in Apt, and she was immediately visibly concerned. Our visit ended with our thanks to her and our expression of trust that her husband would be alright.

Then on Monday … we returned because Philippe communicated he could receive us. He was well, and had not been badly injured, and he was happy to visit with us.

In his gallery he signed our book and posed for photos with us.

If you look at their website and see paintings about which you want to inquire further, contact them here.

Philippe Janin signing a book for Christine and Ron Unruh
Anne Marie Ruggieri and Ron

by Ron Unruh


I have just come from Barbara’s home and studio this morning, catching up a bit with each other, and I picked up my copy of the hardback version. It is a stunningly well designed book, very well written, carefully rendered photos and stories, plus the bonus of Barbara’s life story which deserved this beautifully archived treasury format. I want you to consider buying this coffee table book, 'Places of Her Heart'. It's astounding, like her.

While Barbara is the teller of her personal story, K.Jane Watt, an award winning author sat with Barbara for many Mondays, researched and wrote the material that surrounds a 200 colour reproductions from Barbara's growing body of work.

Places of Her Heart, The Art and Life of Barbara Boldt, by K. Jane Watt, is an inspiring story describing how a woman came our of war ravaged Germany and KLV camps, immigrated to Canada, married and raised a family, and was born as an artist in the midst of heartbreaking life circumstances and has found beauty in nature which she invites us all to enjoy through her paintings. General readers, students of Canadian immigration, women’s history, Canadian art, art history, and the regional paintings of BC’s Gulf Islands and the Fraser Valley will find this book of interest.

In our area you can find a copy at Wendel's Book Store in Fort Langley and also at Birthplace of B.C. Gallery. It can also purchased on Amazon, or why not have Barbara sign one for you at her gallery. It is available at the Langley Centennial Museum.
Barbara's Information: Address: 25340 84 Ave, Langley, BC V1M 3N2
Phone:(604) 888-5490; Email:

Jane Nicol has written a consummate review of the book and the authors, and I use that here with gratitude to Janet, and for the sake of encouraging readers to purchase this memorable keep sake.  There is no point in seeking to say what Janet has written so ably on her blog.

"Barbara Boldt, a Fraser Valley artist, aged 82, has been painting British Columbia landscapes and portraits since the 1970s. Her biography was shaped by K. Jane Watt, an accomplished historian, who visited her regularly for coffee on Monday mornings. Their conversations turned to formal interviews, resulting in a coffee table book offering a rare glimpse of a German-Canadian’s life journey, accompanied by visually rich art work begun in Boldt’s middle years. Watt also had access to Boldt’s family archives and personal papers. Some of these treasured items, including drawings by the artist’s 19th century ancestors, also find their way in these pages.
We learn of Boldt’s comfortable childhood in the 1930s in rural Germany, on a patch of land named Stiegenhof, in the north Rhine-Westphalia region. The advent of the Second World War and Boldt’s father’s enlistment in the army are detailed. The war years, the bombings, the splitting up of family—and miraculous reunion is also chronicled. “This remembrance of loss can be multiplied millions of times over in the lives of others in wartime,” the author observes. “There can be no going back, no return to what once existed.” These memories will come to haunt and inform Boldt’s art.
In 1952, when Boldt was 22, her family immigrated to Canada. Boldt eventually married and raised three children in Nelson, later moving to Vancouver. Boldt first realized the magnitude of the German peoples’ culpability for the Jewish holocaust during her years in Nelson, having read an article in Time magazine. She also acknowledged her nation’s collective shame and the silences within her family.
After her children left home, Boldt began taking art lessons. Art soon became a passion that her marriage could not sustain and in 1980 Boldt divorced. “This period was both a time of letting go of the old and of leaping in to the new,” the author observes. Boldt moved to Fort Langley area and began to explore her ancestral roots, proud of the many artists in her family tree.
She reflected more deeply about her own past as well. As her art education progressed, Boldt developed a preference for realism, using the mediums of oils, pastels and watercolors. She also found working in her studio, using photographs she has taken of a landscape or person, suited her better than painting in the outdoors, on site. “Using a realistic style, I’d rather discover than invent the pattern and design in nature which a casual observer might fail to see,” she says. The author notes Boldt’s landscapes sometimes have an abstract quality—“of stone shaped by wind and tide.”
This is particularly evident after Boldt takes on a younger lover named Graydon. Her paintings flourish as she paints the mystery and beauty of the Alberta “Badlands” and the caves of Gabriola Island—as well as numerous portraits of Graydon. Among Boldt’s studies of stone is “Gaia”, a Greek word meaning “Mother Earth.” Her oil paintings of a favored Gulf Island site she calls “Gaia,” depict a rocky shoreline with honeycomb-like patterns and has a sensual quality. “Her paintings illuminate a world that seems static but catch a moment in time, a fleeting quality of light, a place on the cusp of change,” the author observes.
Boldt’s numerous exhibits, include a Fort Langley show in the 1990s, entitled “True to my Heart.” The exhibit was built around “seeing her life through the lens of her childhood self as it juxtaposed images of childhood with new work” the author writes. “It was a compendium of special times and visions that had made Barbara who she was as a woman, mother, friend and artist.”
The economic difficulties of being an artist and a single, older woman have been part of Boldt’s reality. Like many creative people, Boldt has also faced, reluctantly, the many time-consuming tasks involved in marketing her art. She has persisted, despite these challenges. Most difficult for Boldt has been the tragic loss of two of her children, both in their middle years. She confessed the pain will never pass, in a letter to a newspaper, where she addressed her losses, but also affirmed the importance of moving on. “I am a painter,” she wrote. “I like to paint the ever-rejuvenating miracle and beauty of Nature, fully aware that what has grown also must die in time.”
In 2000 Boldt moved from the Fort Langley neighborhood to nearby Glen Valley where she continues to teach art and holds open houses. Her art is masterful, as the final pages of reproductions in the book prove, her landscapes expansive and awe-inspiring. “The subject must be meaningful to me,” she says. “To my experience, to my memory—and it must be working from photographs that I have taken myself.” Included as well is a detailed appendix of Boldt’s prolific art and an index.
In the ‘Afterward’, the author offers her own thoughtful reflections about Boldt. The artist’s life stories are both “fiercely individual and surprisingly universal,” Watt believes. Boldt’s art is a reflection of the world around her, the author also contends, a “beauty that comes from simply being over time.” Time spent among these pages of text and images will surely lead the reader to agree.”


Alex Colville was born on August 24, 1920, and died on July 16, 2013. Three years before his death at the age of 92, I wrote a piece about him out of deep respect for him as an artist and as a man with personal convictions. It was printed in the Montreal Review, placed there by a friend Tsoncho Tsonchev, on the editorial staff at the time. 

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Alex Colville does not expect anything beyond this life. In the end we are all dead would summarize his view. Perhaps he might say that he has received honours and tributes enough to compensate for an afterlife. Do I wish that Colville embraced a biblical view of heaven. Of course I do. Colville is 89 years of age, has struggled with prostate cancer and bowel cancer and has a valve replacement in his heart. 

He has said that his lifework is his effort to ask one question: What is life like? As Colville puts it, "You spend your whole life telling people what it's like to be alive." In order to affect this Colville has examined his surroundings of the Annapolis Valley, the shores of the Minas Basin, his home and his family. His children have been some of his models and Rhoda, his wife of 60 years has been the subject of many paintings.
He is very much aware of his age, the imminence of death, the legacy he lives and the manner in which his mortality inspires his paintings. He understands that his work has stirred interpretation and sometimes controversy, telling the CBC's Life and Times "what troubles people about my work, in which they find mystery and intrigue, may well be the idea that ordinary things are important."

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The author of this short tribute is Ron Unruh, a British Columbia artist. The Rocky Mountains rise within view of Ron's Cloverdale home studio which is minutes from the Pacific Ocean. His  drive to White Rock and Crescent Beach waters takes him through agricultural land reserve with blueberry and raspberry fields, cranberry bogs, vineyards and flourishing wineries as well as hobby farms, secluded private estates and sprawling golf and country clubs. Ron Unruh enjoys painting scenes with a range of idyllic landscapes and fascinating people in celebration of his idyllic and productive environment in the lower mainland of British Columbia. He also takes pleasure in recording memorable scenes from his international travels, scenes which frequently evoke fond memories for other global tourists.
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They lie a tangled twist of wood.
Drifted on placid Pacific currents
Then propelled by storming seas to this deposit
high on the shore of Point Roberts.
Each log a wooden story
of escape from a jam, of erosion.
Rudderless they sailed
Once sodden bodies now cradled in the sand, dry
And bleached they daily peek at Baker
Watch the sun rise, pass and set.
Once regal trees now sometimes rendered yet again
On canvas to look like sculpture, interlocked and complex.
Soft to touch, to climb and sit upon
They beckon the child, the artist, the hiker,
Enjoy a natural work of art. 

© Ron Unruh, July 2010
We cross the border to enter this tiny peninsula several times each year, walk the paths along the waterline, and often sit down among the whitened wood, warm to our bodies on a sunny day. The image is mine, my painting of Baker in the background with the beloved and beautiful logs in the foreground. My friend Barbara Boldt loves and paints the pacific rocky shorelines and I love the wood.