Fine Art Gallery

I started dipping my paintbrush in watercolors and taking classes to sharpen my skills in 2002. Since then, my sketchbook has become a constant companion on my travels. It’s fun to pause for a half hour here and there to capture a scene and the moment. I also spend time every week painting in my studio here in Saskatoon.

In 2011, I started selling my work, and launched a Fine Art Website through which collectors can purchase originals and reproductions. This link will take you to the Pat Katz – Pauseworks Studio website where you will find my most recent works, updates on art events, and the inside scoop on what’s happening in the studio. New images are posted regularly.

What you see in the mini gallery on this page are early sketchbook images from my journeys to France, Italy and through the northern Mediterranean. I continue to be inspired by the art and architecture of Europe. Click on each thumbnail to see a slightly larger image with an artist’s note about each painting.

: These flowers last near to ‘forever’. This bouquet was on its way to the hospital to brighten my mother in law’s day. It begged to be painted before I gave it away.

: The guardian at the gate at Mas St Antoine near Avignon.

: Blazing spring colours abound in Monet’s Garden at Giverny.

: Street shops and cafes abound in this colorful Provencale village of Roussillon, Fr.

: Featured here – the colors of Provence: blue, yellow and happy.

: The primo duomo in Rome, the eternal city.

: Painting figures has been a new but fun adventure. I was drawn to the strength of the hand on the cane – even though it was shrouded in soft lace and ruffles.

: Buildings climb one hillside after another in Vernazza Port and throughout the Cinque Terre, It.

: A sweet and sunny spot to relax in the Provencal sun.

: These interesting reminders of lives lived can be admired in Pere Lachaisse Cemetery in Paris.

: My farmer Dad is a handy guy. He fashioned these wheelbarrows for each of his daughters with scavenged wheels and world worn wood. The oak boards, believe it or not, were actually salvaged from packing crates used to ship farm equipment to the prairies from the factories in eastern Canada. Sealing the deal – his NT brand between the handles.

: I usually have a blossom or two sitting on the desk in my office. When I created this little bouquet from my summer garden, it looked so fresh and friendly, that I had to take a half hour to paint it before diving into the email and the work at hand.

: Three windows sketched over lunch at Van Gogh’s old haunt, Cafe La Nuit in Arles.

: I’ve always been drawn to outdoor images framed by windows. This was the scene, literally, as I opened my eyes with my head still at rest on the guest room pillow in the home of my good friend, Jolene. She and her husband, Keith, care for this land on their farm in West Branch, Iowa.

: Both the daylilies and the lantern bring light to the garden. One by day and the other by night.

: A throne fit for a queen – queen of the garden, that is.

: This side wall gate in Monet’s Garden – so prominent in May was all but invisible in September.

: Looking across the Grand Canal sketched from the terrace of the Guggenheim in Venezia.

: Fall had definitely arrived on Granville Island along False Creek in Vancouver, BC. It was a great day to catch lunch on the outdoor patio. You just had to protect your fries from the attack of the hungry gulls.

: It’s an uphill climb for this femme de France heading home from downtown Fontaine-de-Vaucluse on a sunny morning in May.

: Climb this hill heading south and you’re just a little a couple of miles away from my childhood farm and home. I’ve traveled this road more times than I could begin to count, and it always brings me home – in every possible way.

: Put me in a garden, and I’ll most certainly be distracted. As I sat in the garden adirondack catching up on some business reading, I noticed this bud had popped opened. I dropped the book and picked up a brush to paint it while it was fresh.

: In the Paris heat, there is always shade in the garden – and the sounds of fountains spraying and children playing.

: Painted while perched on the step of a sidestreet pub in Lahaina, Maui. It was SuperBowl Sunday and the roars and cries of the crowds gathered in the nearby pubs told the story of the rhythm of the game. The beached boat in the harbor – an embarrassment for one careless sailor.

: It really was the last fall bouquet ‐ one last chance to pick a few stems from the garden before September’s killing frost.

: A bit more formal than most of my work. But somehow this queenly white lily demanded that sort of respect.

: After a day of posing for us in Elizabethan costumes, this wonderful young model changed back into her funky quirky street clothes. We had 15 minutes to capture the pose from start to finish. I’ve never equated painting with an adrenalin rush – but this challenge got my creative juices flowing big time.

: Handsome Parisian garcon pauses for an aperitif on his way home from work.

: There is virtually one on every street corner. The price of a coffee gets you a front row seat for the sights and sounds of the city for as long as you care to linger.

: On warm summer mornings, this is my favorite spot for an early morning coffee and breakfast. Nestled in the plant pots, looking out over the pond in the backyard garden.

: This new variety of coneflower won my heart. A pale butter yellow. The bees liked it, too

: Lazing and loafing streetside across from the Moulin Rouge.

: Waiting by the gate at Poderre Salicotto in the Tuscan hills near Buonconvento.

: On Maui’s southwest shore – the perfect spot to while away an afternoon. Warm breezes, swaying palms and bright sunshine glinting off the tops of the waves.

: One of two pillars guarding the entrance to the Kiwi Suite, Mas St Antoine, Rognonas, Fr.

: Terra cotta pots, warm sunshine, and brilliant blossoms make the door steps and courtyard gardens of Greece downright irresistible.

: This could be almost anywhere on the prairies. Straight gravel road heading off into the horizon. Fields and skies stretching in every direction.

: Strolling down the Boulevard Marceau in St Remy de Provence at sunset.

: Canals, gondolas, and twisting streets. There are a million ways to lose your way and lose yourself in Venezia.

: A rainy October day in Whistler, BC. Too rainy to paint outdoors. This little gem was inspired by the view from our hotel room window.

What’s Your Next Step?

If you’re interested my credentials, you’ll find the more formal story (in Short, Narrative, or Complete Detail formats) at Pat – Background Bio.

If you’re partial to the story behind the scenes and enjoy a bit of color commentary, check out Pat – The Inside Scoop or drop in for a look at the Candid Photos.

If you’d like to preview action on the platform, check out Pat – Video Clips.

If you’d like to chat about art, or more importantly, explore how I might help you in addressing some of the overload concerns in your organization, contact me any time.