Inspirations (the blog)

Apicture used to be worth a thousand words…..now it takes a thousand words to just describe the picture.
Bare with me, as I attempt to reflect and share with you my impression or feeling with a worthwhile story behind my art. I’m giving you what I’ve got. Here’s me out on a limb.

Sherron Ziptreck at Whistler, BC

Me, Ziptrecking at Whistler, BC- August 2013

“Art reaches its greatest peak when devoid of self-consciousness. Freedom discovers man the moment he loses concern over what impression he is making or about to make.” ~Bruce Lee~

Pirates in the Park – Sea Festival 2014

Pirates in the Park – Sea Festival 2014

Published on Aug 31, 2014 White Rock Sea Festival, Pirates in the Park (65th year, 2014) It was the 65th celebration for the Sea Festival and the Kidz Zone in the beautiful Semiahmoo First Nation Park. Everything was awesome! With Capt’n Korki at the helm, and MC’d by Max Tell, the two day ‘green, free’ festival was one of the most memorable.It was a weekend of family festivity with amazing weather and an awesome turnout. Welcomed by JoAnne Charles, and our Mayor Baldwin, the little pirates and princesses paraded up Marine Drive along with the colourful band, Fanny Starchild and the Mystiques, to the beautiful Semiahmoo Park. On a hot august day, the protective shade and intimate atmosphere ignited in a spirit of festivity. The Semiahmoo Park is situated on East Beach and was graciously hosted by our Semiahmoo First Nation people, complete with a traditional salmon BarBQ. From a distance one could see the rolling hills, the magnificent old trees. One could see a big inflate able jumping castle, tents, and bubbles galore. The winners of the best pirate costume was picked by Mayor Baldwin, which he loved because it was a family of three generations. There was Ariel the Mermaid, the Teddy bear Picnic and march and continuous live entertainment for the children on the Spirit Stage throughout the day. Clowns, sounds, little pirates and princesses, mascots, magic, face painting, balloon twisting, petting zoo, hula hoops, and bubbles galore. Photos and production by Sherron Fairbairn, video by Ron Fairbairn and music by Vegari...

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The King of Hearts – Sher’s Chairs

The King of Hearts – Sher’s Chairs

This is the King of Hearts. This old unwanted Spanish style chair was a challenge.  With my first two chairs, Inspired by a Peony and A Bird in a Hat is Worth Two in the Bush , the painting styles were more loose. Each chair that I find seems to take on its own character. What to do, what on earth to do with this chair?  Hmmm.  Being that this chair seemed kind of regal, and masculine, a thought of a King came to mind. Why not the King of Hearts?   My  study of this playing card had me a little concerned because Modern playing cards are filled with layers of meaning and symbolism that can be traced back centuries. The king of hearts is sometimes called the “suicide king” because he appears to be sticking his sword into his head. However, it is debated whether or not the sword and hand holding it actually belong to the king, due to a different design pattern that could indicate someone else stabbed him. The King of Hearts was dubbed Charles, presumably after Charlemagne. He’s the only king without a mustache, the only king doing something active with his weapon. The mystery deepens with an examination of that weapon, however: According to Wikipedia, it’s been suggested that because Charlemagne’s sword does not exactly match the weapons held by the other kings. I am not a person who is into tarot card reading, etc. but I had to find a better reason to paint the King of Hearts.   Here’s what I found. This is an extremely affectionate King who is looking for love and an emotional connection. He wants to settle down and is very family minded and is not afraid to show how he feels. A fair-haired man with a good nature; or a man with Water signs predominating in his chart – a fair, affectionate, caring man, offering helpful advice – this man helps you out without much talk. His actions reveal his kindness and...

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Inspired by a Peony- Sher’s Chairs

Inspired by a Peony- Sher’s Chairs

This was my first ‘Sher’s Chairs’ chair. I was inspired to do a still life painting of a handful of these red gorgeous peonies that I brought home out of a neighbours garden. The painting had been hanging on my wall for awhile and my friend and past partner Linda Locke, thought I might be intrigued to get involved with restoring old chairs and paint the seats. Well, I was all for that. The chair has a very happy home...

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A Bird in A Hat is Worth Two in the Bush

A Bird in A Hat is Worth Two in the Bush

  In the winter of 2012, a flock of about 35 Pine Sisken’s (finch – family)-congregated to our patio for the whole winter. Being very sensitive to the cold they were freezing their little asses off and took shelter in our Laurel hedge. They are social birds, and this one sat on my shoulder and snuggled into my neck to get warm. He even tried to come into our home on foot.  One day, I found this little guy perched on my straw hat just outside our door. I grabbed my camera to catch this amazing moment, we looked each other in the eye as he posed for the shot. About the Pine Siskens  Pine Sisken are song birds, have a listen: http://sherron.ca/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/Pine-Siskin-1-Song-and-calls.wav Sadly, this little guy didn’t survive the winter. In memory, I decided to do a painting of him.  A year later, I decided to do something unique with this finished painting. I found a forgotten beautiful ladder chair in a Thrift Store and got to work. The chair itself was a handful because it had not been looked after for a very long time.    ...

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Savannah- Hope At The Grassroots

Savannah- Hope At The Grassroots

Since I was an eight year old  girl, Africa had always fascinated me. My Gramma lived in an old brick house in Ontario. She was a nurse and caretaker in her home of some elderly ladies. Because these ladies were bed ridden there meals were carried to them on trays. And, there were a lot of stairs to climb. On visit’s to Gramma’s house we would help by carrying their meals  to them. I was taken by Mrs. English, one elderly lady, and would carry a lunch to her on a tray. She had stacks and stacks of National Geographic magazines beside her bed on the floor. I would sit for hours beside her on the floor while she would brush and braid her very long white hair, and gaze at the amazing photography of Africa. Those were great memories as I would pretend, that I was on an adventure   “In my eyes, Savannah became real. Her mysterious personality unveiled a proud and regal woman. I envision Savannah always holding her head up high with grace, looking to the future.” What started out as a painting project, became ‘Savannah-Hope at the Grassroots’. CELEBRATING AFRICAN GRANDMOTHERS, HEROES OF THE CONTINENT A juried art exhibition, toured across Western Canada for 9 months. The Royal City Gogos are part of a nation-wide movement of +5,000 grandmothers and grand-others who contribute to the Grandmothers Campaign of the Stephen Lewis Foundation. They fundraise in support of African grandmothers caring for a generation of children who have been orphaned by the AIDS pandemic. These children are the future hope of Africa. To date, the Grandmothers Campaign has raised +$16.5...

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Why White Rock?

Why White Rock?

We lived among the beautiful majestic mountains in North Vancouver for three years, and banked in with clouds and rain, was proving to be challenging on my disposition. It was 1984, totally saturated with rain and dark skies, I noticed off in the distance a blue shape in the sky. I asked my husband, Ron, “Honey, what’s that blue spot in the sky?” and he replied, “That’s south my dear, and it is probably White Rock.” Well, after a bit of a drive and an unforgettable visit to this seaside community, that boasts the lowest rainfall in Greater Vancouver, we packed and moved a month later to this very special place, where we still reside today.   The city of White Rock is named after a 486-ton boulder that stands on the crescent shaped beach of Semiahmoo Bay. Geologists say: “that it was deposited here as the result of a glacial erratic that migrated south during the last glaciation,” and As Legend Goes, the Gulf of Georgia was ruled by a Sea God who was worshipped by the Cowichan natives long before the arrival of the discoverers. For fun, look at the ‘Historical Perspective’ the title of a series of articles written by Lorraine and Hugh Ellenwood. White Rock is a charming seaside city located on beautiful Semiahmoo Bay, and the first stop traveling north from the USA, at the historical Peace Arch border crossing. White Rock has a colourful and rich beginning, starting with its First Nation inhabitants, and with its folklore and culture.  A row of cottages was built for the customs officers near what is now the Peace Arch border crossing. Because, of its mild weather, its beautiful setting of land and water, and its laid back atmosphere, one can trace its roots as a holiday destination. Without getting too historically accurate, I think it’s clear that White Rock’s beginning as a resort area was fitting. As far back as the early 1900’s holiday campers would arrive by train traveling on newly laid tracks, steamships, and Model A automobiles. They were drawn by the warm, relaxed atmosphere. White Rock is growing up There are a superb array of restaurants, bed & breakfasts, a waterfront hotel and unique blend of shops & boutiques. Uptown White Rock host’s activities, recreational programs and facilities including shopping, malls, restaurants, relaxing spas, diverse arts & entertainment. The RCMP and The White Rock Fire/Rescue Department provide services to keep our community safe and stable. The community is proud of the Peace Arch Hospital it built over 50 years ago old and supports many Social & Human Service Organizations and a much-appreciated library. There are two primary schools and in association with neighboring South Surrey, four secondary schools. The Centennial Park with its facility and programs include an ice arena, curling rink and ravine trails. Check out Softball City, an amazing athletic complex that contains softball diamonds (and other sports fields). Enjoy the ongoing events. The Tour de White Rock – a recognized international cyclist competition that has become an annual world-class event, The Sea Festival, The Moon Festival, and the International Artists Day Event. White Rock is strategically close to Vancouver and minutes from the Douglas – Peace Arch Canada/United States border crossing. Situated in the southwest of the Lower Mainland this seaside destination is a gateway to great biking and hiking trails and ferries to Vancouver...

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As Legend Goes

As Legend Goes

In 1969, Semiahmoo Chief Bernard Charles wrote this story about the Legend of the Rock. Amazing in its size and isolation on the beach, stands the great rock which gave the city its name. Pieced together from fragments of history, the legend tells us that long before the arrival of discoverers Cook and Vancouver, the Gulf of Georgia was ruled by a Sea God who was worshipped by the Cowichan natives. The Sea God had a son – tall, handsome and strong – who dwelt with his father in a subterranean cavern not far from the present town of Sidney, Vancouver Island. On the shores of the Gulf and on the original site of Sidney, lived a tribe of Cowichans and their Chief. The Chief had a beautiful daughter whom many young braves wooed. She, however, refused them all. One day when the lovely princess was bathing in the waters of the Gulf, the son of the Sea God rose to the surface beside her. As mortal youths had done before, the son of the Sea God fell in love with her at first sight. He seized her and carried her off to his father’s mansion, in front of which was a tremendous totem pole of rock, carved with the history of the ocean. The Sea God was angry with his son for bringing a mortal, even one so fair, to his kingdom. He refused to give his blessing on their marriage and ordered them to return to the girl’s tribe. The young God, determined to keep his Princess, went with her to her father’s home. She said he would be welcome as a son, and in time would rule. But when they rose from the water and presented themselves before the old Chief of the Cowichans, he too refused to accept them. Like the Sea God, he declared that mortals and Gods should not be wed. The young man, by now more determined than ever, raised in his powerful arms a huge white rock which stood on the shore. He said to the Princess, “I will hurl this stone over the water! Wherever it falls, there we will make our home and establish our tribe.” So saying, he cast the stone far over the Gulf. High over the islands it went, and as it rose, the son of the Sea God took his bride in his arms, dived into the sea and swam off in the direction of the great boulder. So swift were his movements that, as the huge rock fell on the mainland shore some sixty miles away, the young God and his Bride rose out of the water beside it. There, on the shores of a bay shaped like the crescent moon, they made their home, and the mighty Semiahmoo Tribe grew and became famous. After many years the tribe dissolved, but a remnant of that once great and powerful people still lives near the Rock. In time they grew to be a mighty tribe, peace loving and strong, and they were called Semiahmoo* (*) Derived from the native word for ëhalf mooní, which describe the curve of the shoreline along which the family teepees were set up. In 1969, Semiahmoo Chief Bernard Charles wrote this story about the Legend of the Rock. This article...

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A Perfect Clown Wedding

A Perfect Clown Wedding

It was the perfect day; the sun was shining, birds were singing, family and friends were gathered together waiting in anticipation for Bob and Kellie to exchange their marital vows on the beautiful shores of White Rock Beach in BC Canada. As the wedding party approached down the promenade followed by various spectators the faint sound of carnival music could be heard, while bubbles danced in merriment around them. Family and friends were now standing and straining their eyesight to confirm they were seeing what they thought they saw. Like a beautiful fall collage, the wedding party sauntered in style towards the ceremony area; now giggles could be heard coming from the guests. Why…. well the wedding party was in full clown, lead by the best women, Korki, Hanya Bananya and Lollipop followed by the happy couple Sugar (Kellie) & BoBo (Bob). Everyone but the groom was a professional clown, but it didn’t take Bob long to transform into his Happy Hobo character “BoBo”, nor did it take long for the guests to enjoy the silly spin Bob and Kellie had surprised them with. Before the ceremony, family members were brought up from both sides and were presented with Big Ties for the guys and Big Sunglasses for the gals to wear. With Korki officiating; the happy couple exchanged vows to love, cherish and keep each other’s funny bones well oiled. The guests and crowd of curious passer bye’s, which had increased in numbers cheered in joy as Sugar and BoBo bumped a nose to make it official. It was now time to take pictures “Clown Style”, as BoBo and Sugar passed a bag of foam clown noses around giving their guests permission to pick their own noses.Chuckles could be heard everywhere, as all participated and posed in good FUN with their new noses. What a wonderful way to start a new beginning….with a SMILE. Please have a peek at the Youtube slide show of the wedding. Clown Wedding in White Rock, 2011.mov A Perfect Clown Wedding — Sept,23/2011  Photos and publishing by Sherron Fairbairn and written by Heather Crawford I Do! Exhibit September 6th – October 13th, 2014 I Do Image Summer lovin’ may be winding down at the end of August, but it will be heating up here at the White Rock Museum & Archives. I Do! The Wedding Stories of White Rock takes a look at 13 couples who have called White Rock and the Semiahmoo Peninsula home at some point in their lives. From a few weeks of marriage to several decades, each couple shares their secrets to nuptial bliss. For some, it is the gesture of kindness. For others, it is the importance of financial planning and stability for the long haul. But for everyone, it is the promise of living each day to the fullest and being grateful for having each other in their lives. In addition, many of the brides have loaned their gowns for visitors’ enjoyment. From a 1950s blue dress suit to a poufy 80s number, we’ve got it all. Even a white tuxedo! The exhibit will run from September 6th to October 13th, 2014. We hope you will show us your love by coming down and seeing the exhibit! With thanks to our sponsors: The City of White Rock, BMO...

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‘The Old Town Center in White Rock

‘The Old Town Center in White Rock

In 2007, I was commissioned to paint the Old Town Centre” of White Rock on Johnston Rd. between Russell and Thrift before it was torn down. I photographed this section and stitched about 12 images together to create this street-scene that was then painted in Watercolor. Especially being historical, this was a great honor for me to be commissioned to do this.

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The Girl With Angel Eyes

The Girl With Angel Eyes

In the early 80’s, I was living in Kitsilano at the time and one day (why I don’t know) I came home with paper and charcoal. Because art had  been out of my life since public school, I had no intention or plan to draw anything in particular.  A few hours flew by and tears flowed while I was divinely guided with this drawing, and when she finally appeared I was in awe of her. I do not know who she is, what era she is from, or what she is saying. This drawing is all shading, without lines, and why only one eye appears – you got me. After a short period of time the love of my life appeared and with his support I decided to go for the brass ring and become the Commercial Artist I had wanted to be in high school. With this drawing and a handful of others, I bravely and humbly travelled  to Capilano College in North Vancouver, and put my best foot forward to see if I would be accepted into the program. It was unnerving to do this, being thirty five years old at the time, and I was so proud of myself,  because only 20 people were chosen out of the 200 applicants and my childhood dream was going to come true after all. I will always cherish this charcoal drawing....

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