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Art Programs

Collection Highlights

Homer’s Art Awards

November 2023 marks the start of Homer Watson House & Gallery’s second annual juried show. Exhibitions using a competitive entry process with the opportunity for prizes are an old practice,

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Pumpkin Traditions and Treats

When Doon was still a village and surrounded by farmland, the fall season meant the appearance of pumpkins in some of the nearby fields. The Watsons would have enjoyed pumpkins

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Historic Art Catalogues

Catalogues have long since been used by artists for both public and commercial exhibitions, ranging from simple to complex. Some are plain numbered booklets of works in a show, others

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Homer Watson and Environmentalism

Did you know that August marks the establishment of numerous environmental movements in Canada? From the signing of the Migratory Bird Convention in 1916, which sought to protect bird species

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Homer Watson House & Gallery is the standing homestead and art studio of Canadian Artist Homer Ransford Watson (1855 – 1936)

Today the Homer Watson House & Gallery aims to preserve and celebrate the legacy of Homer Watson’s creative spirit through appreciation, enjoyment and practice of the visual arts. Through exhibitions, events, programs and a museum space of the late artist’s studio, the Homer Watson House & Gallery has something for everyone.

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The Loch Doon area was memorialized in celebrated Scottish poet, Robert Burns piece “Ye banks and braes O’ bonnie Doon”

Ye banks and braes o’ bonny Doon,
How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair?
How can ye chant, ye little birds,
And I sae weary fu’ o’ care?
Thou’lt break my heart, thou warbling bird,
That wantons thro’ the flowering thorn:
Thou minds me o’ departed joys,
Departed, never to return.

Aft hae I rov’d by bonnie Doon,
To see the rose and woodbine twine;
And ilka bird sang o’ its love,
And fondly sae did I o’ mine.
Wi’ lightsome heart I pu’d a rose,
Fu’ sweet upon its thorny tree;
And my fause lover stole my rose,
But, ah! he left the thorn wi’ me.

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