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Part Four: Reilly Fitzgerald’s Art: Bright Colors and Beautiful Scenes
By Michael Downingwith Reilly Fitzgerald Many who see Reilly Fitzgerald’s art and learn of his long-term physical challenges note the juxtaposition between a life of pain and a painting style that consists of bright and colourful images. In other words, you might never know his pain simply by looking at his paintings. Reilly said that,…
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Part Three: Reilly Fitzgerald Becomes Ambidextrous
By Michael Downingwith Reilly Fitzgerald “I remember taking a trip as a young adult, in the late 1980s, to the Health Sciences Centre in St. John’s,” Reilly told me one morning in an email. The HSC is the main medical facility in the province and where Memorial University of Newfoundland’s faculty of medicine is located.…
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Part Two: Reilly Fitzgerald Brief Biography
By Michael Downingwith Reilly Fitzgerald Reilly Fitzgerald was born September 13, 1967 in St. John’s, Newfoundland & Labrador, Canada. His mother had been staying with her parents in Cupid’s Crossing for the latter part of her pregnancy, and his father was in Wabush working at Wabush Mines to establish the family’s future home. When the…
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Part One: Newfoundland, Reilly Fitzgerald, AGO, and the Canadian Group of Seven Artists
By Michael Downingwith Reilly Fitzgerald Sometimes, certain things are just meant to happen. In late 2024, I deleted my Threads account. But just before I left, I was lucky enough to bump into the colorful and truly magnificent art of Reilly Fitzgerald, of Newfoundland and Labrador, Canada. I was struck by his work right away:…
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Canada 2024 Part Six: Hamilton, Locke Street, Dundurn Castle, Art Gallery of Hamilton (AGH)
By Michael Downing As we drove south on York Boulevard into Hamilton, we couldn’t help but notice the magnificent Hamilton Cemetery, which runs along the right side of the road, directly across from Dundurn Castle. Neither of these sites were on my scouting radar, but it was nearing dinner time, so we made a mental…
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Canada 2024 Part Five: Marie
By Michael Downing Marie: Part One We had been waiting outside the apartments that morning for our Uber to arrive when a young woman who I’ll call Marie stepped through the security doors and said to us, directly, “You’re trespassing.” “Huh?” I thought. Jackie and I looked at each other. “No they’re not…no they’re not,”…
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