Friday, November 21, 2014

1490 George Street

This is the first demo for the “Special Workshop- Classes with Phil Chadwick”. I wanted to keep it simple to illustrate that one does not have to include every detail to do an acceptable interpretation of even a complex looking subject matter. This is George Street looking southwesterly.Art is all about having fun in the moment. Everyday is a fresh chance to experiment and learn something.

Thursday, November 20, 2014

1489 Wilson Street Dawn

I stood outside the Wilson Street Studio in Markham waiting for the participants to arrive for the “Special Workshop- Master Classes with Phil Chadwick”. It was a beautiful sunrise and I figured that I had time to at least get a sketch laid in and warm up for the busy day ahead. The light was streaming over the buildings of Main Street at 7:30 am. The light and shadows were changing quickly so I had to work fast. I pretty much had it completed by the time participants arrived after 9:30 am. I was actually happier with this sketch about 30 or 40 strokes before the participants arrived. I wish they had arrived a bit sooner and stopped me from overworking this.

The following is what Keith Thirgood wrote in support of this Special Workshop which he organized. “September 28, Phil Chadwick is coming to Toronto to do a master class on his approach to landscape painting. Phil's style is much like a mature Tom Thomson. In this seven hour workshop, Phil will show you how to get the effects he achieves. How to deal with brushes. Why to choose certain colors. How he makes the decisions he makes. As this is a master class, it's assumed you understand about lights and shadows, values, color mixing, finding the big shapes in a scene, etc.. This session is entirely on Phil's technique.”

I actually kept painting until the last people got tired at 6:30 pm. It was a fun day and the weather was great.

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

1488 Charlton Lake Camp Sunrise

The fog was nearly as thick this morning. I did not have much time to paint and the sun was rising fast! I set up on the north side of the Charlton Lake Camp dock and painted looking north. Lori Murton saw the painting and referred to the obvious red maple as Laura's tree.

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

1487 Afternoon at Frood Lake Outlet

I spent some time investigating the area by car over the lunch hour. The high sun angles are not conducive to painting. There was no place better than where I had spent the morning. So I returned to the Outlet of Frood Lake and spent a wonderful afternoon painting the rocks and the way the wind played with the colours of the lake. There were no biting insects and the weather was almost too perfect - if that is possible.

Monday, November 17, 2014

1486 Proud Home

This has to be the home of someone important. The view would have been overlooking the turbulent pool beneath the first rapids of the outlet from Frood Lake. The two storey home had a basement and was made of the finest materials for the day. The exterior was red brick but I did not paint in all of the grout lines... I am not a mason. Without proper maintenance, the home was returning to nature. A downburst nearly pushed some tall trees down on its bones. Someone had chain-sawed the debris of the trees away. The roof still had better shingles than many homes that I have seen in the area. It would have been a great place to raise a family.
I was told later by a local resident that the downburst had been the Thursday August 2nd, 2006 event - the record outbreak that I had worked. Power was out at this home for eight days and the wife of the home was getting very irritable. They were on a different hydro service in Willisville and was only out of power for two days.

Sunday, November 16, 2014

1485 Foggy Whitefish Rapids

I wanted to step outside my burnt sienna tinted comfort zone. Green is complementary to red so I gave this unusual choice a try to see what might happen. The fog was in the process of lifting and I had to concentrate on not including more detail that was shrouded in fog when I started. The roar of the current was the constant while the fog was torn asunder by the sun.

Saturday, November 15, 2014

1484 Fog Birches on the Edge

This row of birch trees was on the very edge of the rapids and pool below the outlet of Frood Lake. The thick fog behind the birches provided the backdrop because there was nothing but a thirty foot drop into a cauldron of current behind the trees. I was attracted by the fall colour of the birch trees. The roar of the rapids drummed out all of the other sounds of sunrise. The fog was starting to dissipate rapidly as I finished the last few strokes. The few rays of sunlight turned the birches on like a light switch.

Friday, November 14, 2014

1483 Frood Fog

Now for something completely different!
I couldn’t even see the far side of the narrow Whitefish River when I headed out at 7:00 am. The fog was very thick indeed. I arrived at the Outlet of Frood Lake and proceeded to paint the easterly view as the sun struggled to burn through the thick fog. Similar to Tom Thomson’s “A Day with Sunlight” this is not an abstract piece of art. It is simply an observation of thick radiational fog which is common within a ridge of high pressure in September. There was no fear of UV radiation in this thick fog. I had to hurry to get it done before the strong sun burnt the fog away.
The faint outline of a lone canoeist was intentional. Like any good ghost, the suggested outline does not cast a shadow or a reflection. You might guess who the ghost could be.

Thursday, November 13, 2014

1482 Frood Quartzite

The sun was high and I had to move out of the heat. I moved the easel into the shade of some birches and painted the north wall of the Frood Lake Outlet. The jumble of rocky shades had me confused sometimes. Perhaps I should have simplified more.
Oils on medium burnt sienna oil tinted foundation on commercial canvas - 8 x 10