It was there I discovered the Canadian artist and writer Emily Carr. She traveled to remote abandoned Indian villages during a time solitary travel for women was frowned upon by Victorian society. She captured a people's character, their pains, their joy, their soul as best as an outsider could. She crafted words as efficiently as a reporter, but as vibrant as her paintings.
While reading passages of Klee Wyck during a ferry ride out of Swartz Bay, I yearned to capture that same kind of spirit with sincerity, honesty and power in my own career. I yearned for that courage to travel beyond what I know, however far the distance, to create a piece of work that transforms, that compels understanding and progress..
Ms. Carr, thank you for the inspiration.
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