About
My name is Wayne King from Shoal Harbour, Newfoundland.
I say Shoal Harbour with lots of love in my heart; alas it is no more.
Shoal Harbour - the place I knew (when I knew every rock in the river) - that is the place I love.
I was born in Stephenville, Newfoundland.
Soon after, my parents decided to move back to my Father’s home, Little Harbour, Trinity Bay.
(Not to be confused with Little Harbour, Placentia Bay - a nice place also. Every outport town in Newfoundland is a very nice place.)
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My Mother was from White Point, a place near New Bonaventure.
Later they moved to British Harbour.
It never left me, the smell of the salt water, high tide, low tide.
After four or five years in Little Harbour, we moved to Shoal Harbour.
There was something about Little Harbour that stayed with me, became a part of me.
The boats moored off on a high tide,
on a foggy day,
sunny day,
rainy day,
any day.
A wooden boat, made from a living thing,
warm, soft,
and rugged like a windy day.
It had a life.
It had to be taken care of, to last.
The only practical mode of transportation for those who lived by the sea,
it was a means to stay alive.
I could write forever of Newfoundland and her virtues.
I have tried to capture in my art the essence of that time, when people were tough, enduring many a hardship and many a joy, each moment felt, each minute alive!
I figure a new aftershave should come on the market. Take the smell of fresh shavings, fresh paint, salt air and gas; put them all together — ahh, fantastic! (Either that or wood smoke!)
Contact me - not just to purchase my art.
Tell me a story about your childhood in Newfoundland.
Exchange copies of old photos.
Maybe you would like to have an old photo done in this medium - but no portraits please, someone else can do it so much better, not my thing -
unless you’ve got lots of wrinkles and the wisdom of a life lived in your eyes.
