JoEllen Brydon

JoEllen Brydon was born in Toronto and grew up in the farming community of Cavan township, Ontario, Canada.    Her vibrant paintings, in oil and acrylics, tell the day to day stories of people she meets as well as tales of her ancestors rooted in County Tyrone,  Northern Ireland,  and in her beloved Cavan hills, Ontario. Through out her career Brydon has worked on paintings and installations that explore buried stories and long forgotten local histories.

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February Skating
30″ x 24″
Back to the Barn
14″ x 14″
Cartoons
14″ x 14″
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In the Garden
14″ x 14″
End of the Day
16″ x 20″
Doctor Addie
24″ x 30″
Whitfield Landing
24″ x 30″
When I was a young boy I had a big helium balloon…
24″ x 30″
The Empress for Breakfast
30″ x 24″
Our neighbor, Mrs Cole, was a kind, friendly woman
30” x 24”
Bob and Runner both loved to drive…
30″ x 24″
My father was the first in our town to issue licenses..
36″ x 28″
The train came by every day at 2:15…
60″ x 48″


JoEllen Brydon’s titles are an integral part of her paintings, complete titles as follows:

Back to the Barn 12″ x 12″
Cartoons 12″ x 12″
In the Garden 14″ x 14″

End of Day 16″ x 20″

Doctor Addie would come out in any weather to see people in their homes. He would tend to the sick, do the chores and cook their dinner.
24” x 30

Whitfield Landing
24” x 30”

When I was a young boy I had a big helium balloon. My father was getting mad because I kept knocking things over. He said, “If you knock one more thing over I’m going to let your balloon go outside.” I knocked one more thing over and he let my balloon go outside. I watched it go up & up acrylic on panel
24” x 30”

The Empress for breakfast
24” x 30″

Our neighbor, Mrs Cole, was a kind, friendly woman. She was as round as a beach ball. You could roll her down the street.
30” x 24”

Bob and Runner both loved to drive. They would go on a road trip to Niagara Falls and take two cars so they could both drive. Some days three cars would go.
30” x 24”

My father was the first in our town to issue licenses around the time of moving from horses to cars. Monsieur Mathiew would often drive around the corner shouting, “whoa, whoa, whoa”. We all ran out of the way. He had to drive into the ditch or he would have gone in the lake. Mama was not happy with Papa for giving Monsieur Mathiew his licence. But Papa was not a good driver either.
36” x 28”

The train came by every day at 2:15. The house would give a familiar shudder.
60” x 48″


Price list available by emailing : galleryludmila@gmail.com