Prairie Artists Guild accepts members who work in two-dimensional mediums and reside in Regina or close proximity. All artworks must be original. To inquire about joining the Guild, contact Alda Bouvier, Membership Coordinator, at alda.bouvier@sasktel.net
"When buying from an artist, you are purchasing more than just a painting. You're buying hundreds of hours of failure and experimentation. You are buying days, weeks, and months of frustrations and moments of pure joy. You aren't just buying a thing. You're buying a piece of heart, of soul, a moment of someone's life. Most important you are buying the artist more time with which to do something about which they are passionate."
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Meet our artists
Margaret Anderson
marg.anderson@hotmail.com
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Snowflakes are one of nature’s most fragile things, but just look what they can do when they stick together. Vesta M. Kelly
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Mel Beemer
mhbe@sasktel.net, 584-5308
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If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome."
--Anne Bradstreet |
Jennifer Bobowski
jlbobowski@hotmail.com
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"People don't notice whether it's winter or summer when they're happy."
--Anton Chekhov |
Marilyn Currie
306 584 3790, mlcurrie@accesscomm.ca
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"Welcome, winter. Your late dawns and chilled breath make me lazy, but I love you nonetheless. "
--Terri Guillemets |
Margaret Delainey
mdelainey@sasktel.net
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Donna Delsnyder
donnad11@sasktel.net
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“Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.”
― Edith Sitwell |
Nicole Delsnyder
Nicole Delsnyder. 306 530 2167,
ndelsnyder@gmail.com |
“Spring passes and one remembers one's innocence.
Summer passes and one remembers one's exuberance. Autumn passes and one remembers one's reverence. Winter passes and one remembers one's perseverance.” ― Yoko Ono |
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Michael Dornian
mjdornian@hotmail.com.;
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Marguerite Engel
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“A lot of people like snow. I find it to be an unnecessary freezing of water.” ― Carl Reiner“ |
kmengel@sasktel.net
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Kellie Fox
kellie.fox552@gmail.com
306.552.9552 |
“I love to watch the fine mist of the night come on, The windows and the stars illumined, one by one, The rivers of dark smoke pour upward lazily, And the moon rise and turn them silver. I shall see
The springs, the summers, and the autumns slowly pass; And when old Winter puts his blank face to the glass, I shall close all my shutters, pull the curtains tight, And build me stately palaces by candlelight.” ― Charles Baudelaire, Les Fleurs du Mal |
Deborah Frankham
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“Snow flurries began to fall and they swirled around people's legs like house cats. It was magical, this snow globe world.”
― Sarah Addison Allen, The Sugar Queen |
Orle Howat
orlem@sasktel.net
639.571.9521 |
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-Jane Kerr - Guild President
cj.kerr@sasktel.net;
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“Is it snowing where you are? All the world that I see from my tower is draped in white and the flakes are coming down as big as pop-corns. It's late afternoon - the sun is just setting (a cold yellow colour) behind some colder violet hills, and I am up in my window seat using the last light to write to you.”
― Jean Webster, Daddy-Long-Legs 
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iDIanna LaBelle
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“Dandelion wine. The words were summer on the tongue. The wine was summer caught and stoppered...sealed away for opening on a January day with snow falling fast and the sun unseen for weeks...”
― Ray Bradbury |
306.550.1869
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Kayla Leibel
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“That’s what winter is: an exercise in remembering how to still yourself then how to come pliantly back to life again.”
― Ali Smith, Winter |
306 531 3788 kayla.j.l@hotmail.com.
Linda Picot
lpicot@sasktel.net
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Jacqueline Shiplack
jacquieshiplack73@gmail.com
306.737.3304 “We all grow tired eventually; it happens to everyone. Even the sun, at the close of the year, is no longer a morning person.”
― Joyce Rachelle |
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Marianne Smisko
msmisko@yahoo.ca
306.352.7983 |
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Dianne Thompson
dithompson07852@gmail.com
396 581 7750 |
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“They were playing old Bob Dylan, more than perfect for narrow Village streets close to Christmas and the snow whirling down in big feathery flakes, the kind of winter where you want to be walking down a city street with your arm around a girl like on the old record cover”
― Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch
― Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch
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Jim Toth
306.581.5923, papat@accesscomm.ca
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Natalie White
belayanataly#gmail.com, 306.520.7615 |
“One can follow the sun, of course, but I have always thought that it is best to know some winter, too, so that the summer, when it arrives, is the more gratefully received.”
― Beatriz Williams, Along the Infinite Sea |
Thank you for spending some time with us today as you wandered the amazing worlds of our talented artists. Maybe by choice you decided to make a purchase or two as gifts. Thank you for your support. The entire Prairie Artists Guild wish you and your loved ones a very happy, fulfilling year.
