...painting your memories

Can’t locate a print at a store?  

Buy prints online here or, directly from her home studio.

 Phone Kathryn at 905-528-4197 to make an appointment,

…and then come for a visit!

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Welcome to the web site of  Kathryn Smith.
…painting your memories

Kathryn Smith is one of the area’s best loved artists, painting scenes that reflect city life and the beauty of the Southern Ontario landscape and has been making her living as an artist for over 20 years.

Smith knew that she wanted to be an artist at the early age of six. “The kids in my class all had to paint a picture of what we wanted to be when we grew up and I painted myself standing in front of a lake and trees with an easel in front of me. It was a very immature drawing, but that was my dream.” Living in the City of Hamilton, Ontario gave her the opportunity to attend the Dundas Valley School of Art where she studied under master artist Gordon Perrier for 3-1/2 years, after which she started doing private commissions of people’s homes, children and pets. Kathryn has a realistic style with a painterly approach   to all of her subjects. She works in oils, watercolor and acrylic, but most of her limited editions have been reproduced from her watercolor paintings of well-known buildings, steeped in history and filled with memories.  Her works hang in private and corporate collections across North America.

Kathryn currently lives in Hamilton, Ontario with her two faithful studio assistants, Chaucer, a West Highland Terrier and Catya, a black, Burmese foundling. Kathryn is a member of several art societies, including Portrait Painters of America.

Call for an appointment
@ 905-528-4197

kathrynsmithartist@gmail.com

MY FRIEND 

When God made the earth and sky, the flowers and the trees,

He then made all the animals and all the birds and bees. 

And when His work was finished not one was quite the same, 

He said, “I’ll walk this earth of mine and give each one a name.” 

And so He travelled land and sea naming each specie for you and me. 

A little creature followed Him until its strength was spent. 

When all were named upon the earth and in the sky and sea, 

The little creature said, “Dear Lord, there’s not one left for me.” 

The Father smiled and softly said, “I’ve left you to the end. 

I’ve turned my own name back to front and called you ‘dog’, my friend.” 

                                                                              Author –   unknown

CHAUCER – July 2000-December 2016