George Chase

My love for the outdoors was planted at birth, I have no memory that does not include art and the wonderful images that can only be created by God. As a child growing up on Fisher Lake Road on the outskirts of Saint John my imagination was constantly revolving around my little pencil drawing in an attempt to capture a moment it time on the cardboard of a cereal box. As I got deeper into the fine art world I realized that celebrating art in its purest form is truly "in the eye of the beholder".

My little boy daydreams of being an artist came to reality after fifty years of working as a commercial artist when I stepped into the world of fine art.

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