There isn't a day that I don't remember how blessed I am to own my home that was left to me by my parents. God bless Ken and Bernice Oliphant
My mail box remembering the past and forging ahead with the new.
Welcome to my home. Palsms 23:4 tells us "As I walk through the valley of death I shall fear no evil, for you are with me."
Adorning my entrance is two of my large artworks on the right leading to the hand painted staircase. It's tough to tell but each stair has an olive branch logo on it.
My Dad was given this autographed tee-shirt for his birthday about five years ago. It has most of the Ti-Cat players of the time on it. I couldn't give it away.
My faithful Calico cat Emilly, who greets me every night after work.
Into the living room, this one many small homage to my parents.
This another peace of my art work that hangs over the couch, it's entitled "expressions". Next it it(right) is a sheet of stamps from the celebrity collection, featuring my favourite actress Marilyn Monroe.
My "Feng-Shui" area of the living room. The white candle-opera represents peace, the red rose represents love and the unicorn and tiger represent the yin and yang of life.
Close in on my portrait book.
A real gas tube radio from around the 1950s? Works great.
My family memories corner, with a photo album full of pictures. The one in front shows five generations of my moms family. The table it sits on, I made in grade 8!. I've only had to take it apart, re-glue it and re-finish it once in all that time. A couple of angels stand guard over the home.
Over my mirror are pictures of my mom and dad and pictures of his family.
I guess I got my artistic eye from my mom, she bought this reproduction of the 1955 Norman Rockwell painting called "The Marriage License". 
My dining room table(technically).Most of my meals are downed in front of the tv or on the way out the door. But it's always a nice tranquill place to eat.
Some more of my art work hanging behind the table, the house and mom and dad.
The cabinet full of the copper and glasses left to me by my mom.
The other cabinet with my china. A couple of more angels look on.
My creative corner.
A series of panels depicting various Celtic knot designs. The metal disks are recycled stratched CD-R's. They represent the "mirrors to the soul."
My "Zen" corner featuring the five elements fire(candles), water(fountain), air(bowl of silk lilies represent the oxygen that plants give), earth(the rocks in the fountain) and wind(represented by the openess of the grouping and the clearness of the glass table). The candle holders on the stereo where hand made by my moms brother.
Into the kitchen, this represents man.
On the other side of the window, the representation of women.
These are my share of the many spoons my mother collected over some 30 years. We did alot of travelling when I was a kid and each of these spoons brings back memories of summers past.
My silk floral display in the kitchen.
Up the stairs past the "fruit" series.
An elephant painting on glass that my parents bought.
My homage to my background acting career. These are stills and scans from the various productions that I appeared in.
In another life this used to be a footstool before I stripped it down and re-finished it in an NHL theme. It now houses my hockey card collection.
Down the hallway, hangs my oldest piece of artwork. One entitled "Through the Darkness". I painted this back in high school in 1988.
Into the computer room. Red is the colour of creativity. Here is where I've written my scripts and my blog posts. The characters on the window treatment spell out my name in the Celtic alphabet.
My messy drawing table. Behind the candles are a couple of more art pieces, the larger one depicts a bird of paradise seeking peace for the world held in its makers hands.
Another fruit series done in various arcrylic techniques.
My Yin-Yang painting.
My high school grad picture that hangs behing my computer. Like the pop commercial "I wish I had back some of the hair I had in high school". But I'm glad I don't look like a twelve year old any more.
Down the hall.
This is my weight room
This candle holder is the only good thing about my bathroom worth showing. All the "my bathroom is so small" jokes apply.
Another homage to my parents up in the sitting room in the attic. I'm glad these old houses have full attics.
These are the couple of moms music boxes that I have, the "Eye of tiger" watches over my Ann Rice novel collection.
My horse and cart painting.
In my bedroom is this display of silk flowers. These black and white roses represent the eternal cycle of life and death.
On my dresser is this arrangement of silk roses, orchids and lillies. The curtains behind have a nice scroll pattern, a bit reminicent of the Victorian times. They a very thick and do a great job keeping out the dawn sun (I work until 12:30am every night and often don't wind down until 3am)
The three part "Fire" series which includes the piece "Ring of Fire"
Some more silk flowers. Behind is a hand painted jacket that I did back in 1991.
A closer look at the jacket. It's tough to tell, but it depicts a phoenix rising from it's broken layer. I can no longer fit into the jacket, too bad, I liked it alot.
My favourite hat in my collection. This is a beuatiful wide brimmed Panama style fedora from cerca 1930. A great summer hat.
My 1960's winter hat.
This is my more traditional 1950's "Sam Spade" style fedora. In my Christmas pic from a previous post I'm wearing my depression style poor boy.Well that concludes the tour of my abode in less than fifty pics. I hope you enjoyed. You can find closer looks of my artwork over in "The Eternal Artizan" section. And over at "The White Oliphant" you will find many more pics of me and my family. Just click on either the picture or word links located in the side bar.
Later,
Kenaz
