Wednesday, August 26, 2015

1078 The Son of a Wild Life

It is only four months to Boxing Day... so it is time to maybe post a winter painting from 2009. I painting this in the Watershed Farm Studio on one of the hottest days of the summer.
This is the son of #0610 "Wildlife". I arbitrarily decided to use the word "son" instead of "sun" in this effort. It could have gone either way as there is a lot of light and shadows in this painting.
This is the first painting when I froze my hands but it was worth it. I thought it deserved a bigger format so this is it. I added one more set of cotton tail tracks but otherwise it is pretty much like the inspiration.

Monday, August 24, 2015

686 Rocky Shoreline

Revisiting a past canoe trip... Thursday, June 10, 2004...
This is the view from "Margaritaville" very late in the afternoon. I was having a great time wasting away again in my canoe. In fact this was the best place to be as the mosquitoes had conquered and were still holding terra firma. I painted this from the canoe and didn't worry too much about detail.

685 Entrance to McCrae Falls

A blast from 11 years ago... Thursday, June 10, 2004 to be exact.
This is the view from the bridge that was built around 2001for the snowmobiles to get across McCrae Falls. I was looking eastward toward the water about to spill over the falls. All I could hear was the sound of the water. I was all alone at McCrae.. except for the two billion mosquitoes. I could also hear the buzzing of the mosquitoes.

Saturday, August 1, 2015

849 La Cloche

Started around 2 pm Thursday, October 5th, 2006
On Thursday afternoon,  I canoed George Lake... inspected A.Y. Jackson Lake and Little Sheguiandah Lake. I set up my easel on the large point just west of the portage to Freeland Lake. The La Cloche Mountains just to the west across George Lake were an inspiring site. The wind had veered around to the north and I had to get in the shelter of the spruce trees on the point. The painting just flowed. #0851 "The Sun of La Cloche" is the bigger version inspired by this sketch.

Friday, July 31, 2015

842 Killarney Light

Monday, October 2nd, 2006
On Monday afternoon the group with the Southampton Art School Killarney Paint-out kind of scattered. I headed back to the lighthouse at the eastern end of Ontario Street. I set up looking upward and northeasterly at the Killarney Lighthouse. I stood just above the wave line. If this had been an ocean front lighthouse, I wouldn't have taken the chance standing so close to the water edge because of rogue waves.
The sound of the wind and the waves filled the air. I painted hard from 2 to just after 4 pm. There were so many rocks and shapes that I got lost several times in the details.

Wednesday, July 29, 2015

844 Wind Blown

Started Tuesday, October 3rd, 2006. There are a thousand paintings there left to be painted!
On Tuesday afternoon I headed back to the Chickanishing Creek Trail with "Margaritaville. It was an easy paddle out to Georgian Bay down the creek. The Chickanishing Creek Trail is about 8 kilometres north of Killarney just inside the southern boundary of Killarney Provincial Park.
I set up on the very edge of the water looking northerly toward the large island at the mouth of Chickanishing Creek. The surface wind was light easterly while the winds at cloud level were still westerly. Streets of cumulus cloud were developing over the land and then dissipating as they headed out over the cold waters of Georgian Bay. The winds had still not shifted around to the east. This occurred near the end of my afternoon painting session when the influence of the approaching surface trough made itself dominant. The trees on the shores of Georgian Bay are all "wind blown" and thus the name for this painting.

Tuesday, July 28, 2015

843 Chickanishing Creek Meets Georgian Bay

A blast from the past - Tuesday, October 3rd, 2006
On Tuesday morning the group with the Southampton Art School Killarney Paint-out headed to the Chickanishing Creek Trail. It is about 8 kilometres north of Killarney just inside the southern boundary of Killarney Provincial Park. All of the group set up just to the east of the parking lot. I walked the trail right to the cliff overlooking where Chickanishing Creek flows into Georgian Bay. The trail is really quite up and down but very beautiful with descriptive plagues along the way. There is a large sand deposit and an island at the end of the creek. The pines on the island are severely wind blown from the southwest. I painted looking southeast from a large flat granite slab just below the crest of the peak.
Several hikers stopped to take my picture as I painted. It was a fun morning. I had a close look at a male ruffed grouse on the way back to the parking lot.

Thursday, July 23, 2015

965 Jones Boathouse

Started around 1 pm Tuesday April 15, 2008. Painting Place from the old River Road Bridge N44.50362 W75.80454.
I stopped at the old bridge where the "River Road" used to cross the mouth of Jones Creek. Apparently the construction crews feared they would never get to the bottom when they were carrying in rock for the bridge. This is township property but the local owner has used it now for a tomato garden. When she came over, she said she usually asked people to leave. I smiled and showed her my art. She made an exception for me. 

Tuesday, July 21, 2015

988 Three Sisters

Started around 12:15 pm on Wednesday June 11, 2008.
And the clouds just keep on rolling. Starting just after high noon, I sketched the view to the northeast looking from the balcony of the condo at 55 Water Street East. The towering cumulus clouds are what caught my eye. They developed and moved off so quickly that what resulted in the painting is a composite of many different individual clouds. Thank goodness that the islands and terrain did not move as well. The condo Kitty seemed to approve.
At one time a bridge was planned to join Brockville with Morristown with the three islands, the Three Sisters providing the base for the towers supporting the spans. That never happened although there is some stone work on the closest of the islands. Traffic would have landed on the lawns of Fulford Place, however, and Senator Fulford managed to block completion of the project. Had it been completed, the history of the region would have been quite different.