Soab
31 × 23 in acrylic on raw canvas. from the Origin Story collection, 2023.
connect with her story:
I was born in southern Alberta. A small town nestled outside the Rocky Mountains. Looking back, the best part was living near my grandma. She’d collect spoons of places she traveled and when word got out, people started collecting them for her. She had them hung above her kitchen counter. She had no desire to leave that town by the time I was born. She liked driving to Connie’s to play cards in the evening and would sit on a stool near the stove eating raw vegetables. But on Fridays she’d drive us up to the nearest city. Kids ate free at Humptys and there I would make a craft at the kids corner. 54 minutes of canola fields passed in the van windows both ways. I still get lost in their yellow.
31 × 23 in acrylic on raw canvas. from the Origin Story collection, 2023.
connect with her story:
I was born in southern Alberta. A small town nestled outside the Rocky Mountains. Looking back, the best part was living near my grandma. She’d collect spoons of places she traveled and when word got out, people started collecting them for her. She had them hung above her kitchen counter. She had no desire to leave that town by the time I was born. She liked driving to Connie’s to play cards in the evening and would sit on a stool near the stove eating raw vegetables. But on Fridays she’d drive us up to the nearest city. Kids ate free at Humptys and there I would make a craft at the kids corner. 54 minutes of canola fields passed in the van windows both ways. I still get lost in their yellow.
31 × 23 in acrylic on raw canvas. from the Origin Story collection, 2023.
connect with her story:
I was born in southern Alberta. A small town nestled outside the Rocky Mountains. Looking back, the best part was living near my grandma. She’d collect spoons of places she traveled and when word got out, people started collecting them for her. She had them hung above her kitchen counter. She had no desire to leave that town by the time I was born. She liked driving to Connie’s to play cards in the evening and would sit on a stool near the stove eating raw vegetables. But on Fridays she’d drive us up to the nearest city. Kids ate free at Humptys and there I would make a craft at the kids corner. 54 minutes of canola fields passed in the van windows both ways. I still get lost in their yellow.