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Art Programs

Current Exhibition

Inside Out

Judith E. Martin
March 3 – June 25, 2023

Distant Horizons

Micaela Fitzsimmons
March 3 - June 25, 2023

Reflections of Ourselves

Tracey Lawko
March 3 - June 25, 2023

Collection Highlights

Handwritten Homerisms

Over the past couple of years, we at Homer Watson House & Gallery have been transcribing the Watson family’s letters and correspondences in order to make them more accessible. During

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Homer & Roxa’s Wedding

In 1874 at the age of 17, the young artist Homer Watson began courting the daughter of a family friend, Roxa Bechtel. On the days of their courtship, Homer would

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Winter Holidays in Doon

Winter does not appear as frequently as the other seasons in Homer Watson’s works, however, snowy hills and barren trees still make an appearance on some of his canvases and

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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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