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Elizabeth (Cameron) Lauder Obituary
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Memories and Condolences
for Elizabeth (Cameron) Lauder
3 Entries
Jesse Boleyn
September 28, 2021
The world has lost a 'great' soul. I found it a tremendous honor being the significant other of a living legend, not because of her fame but rather for the individual Elizabeth was. I say this with extreme pride and with the highest respect for I would like the world to remember her as the loving, kind, and modest person that she was in real life. She knew who she was, yet carried herself in a very unassuming manner with a smile and kind word for everyone she met regardless of her notoriety. Patrons and friends would fly in from around the world just to visit and chat with her in her studio. The lucky ones were often invited to dinner which we both enjoyed because it brought the world to us and wonderful conversations ensued well into the night, often around a campfire. Being a music artist myself, our lives complimented each other in the best ways, always encouraging and inspiring the other. We loved to travel for Elizabeth had an unquenchable thirst for discovery of new things, often documenting our adventures with beautiful watercolors of the places we would visit. Most of all she loved her friends deeply. That was a significant aspect of who she was. Despite our tragic loss, I am reminded of how Elizabeth would hop on her bike every morning, her basket full of flowers and paints as she peddled off to capture the beauty of the world that surrounded her, often saying that her greatest accomplishment was knowing how much happiness she gave to the world. For what greater legacy can one ask than the whole world loves you? She is deeply missed, even as her incredible art carries her lasting legacy into all future generations to inspire, encourage, and remind that to follow your passion is a gift from heaven itself.
Irmgard Conley
February 18, 2021
With great shock I came across this sad news by pure accident.
My late husband and I used to stay at the Royal Vancouver Yacht Club's Stanley Park Outstation for a week at the end of our September BC sailing cruises, and wandered through the Park's weekend Art Shows. There was much mediocrity displayed, but we soon found Elizabeth. We tried to buy a particular painting, but she was not ready to let it go. We looked again, and bought the watercolor hanging in our living room for well over twenty years now, much admired by Artist friends. "How does she do that sky" is an often heard remark.
Then several years ago a lady rang my doorbell, but I could not immediately figure out why she looked familiar. Turned out that Elizabeth was visiting a lovely neighbor up the hill from here, who told her where our house was. She was painting on Orcas Island, and displayed a few interesting pieces made from natural materials at our Art Center. It makes me very sad that we will never meet again.
Victor Yount
February 9, 2021
Elizabeth Lauder, was like a sunny day, with a ready smile for everyone she touched. As for her art, I personally own more than a hundred of her watercolors depicting mining scenes across the western United States. I felt compelled to assist her desire to preserve that part of America's mining history, that will now endure for the ages, the memories of our mining past. The myriad constructions of head-frames , mills, and ancient abandoned mining equipment and buildings, are set against the background of desolate and remote "ghost" mines, Not many years from now, these buildings will all be gone, fallen to the earth like many of the miners who gave their lives to remove the precious minerals and ores from Mother Nature. I have always been intrigued by the infinite variety in nature, and in Elizabeth's mining art, the infinite variety of the architecture of the buildings used in mining. Elizabeth often went to these remote places herself to record, draw and paint these scenes. Thanks you, Elizabeth for not allowing such an important part of our history to fade from our memory, like dust in the wind. You will be greatly missed, not only as an artist, but as a true friend!
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