Golden Hour

Scout Camp Point

I am a great fan of that time of the day when the sun is coming up or in the process of setting as such things as colour, value and hue are intensified in an extremely pleasing way.  This painting depicts an old haunt of mine back in The Pas, Mb.  About 25 minutes north of the town is one of the world's most beautiful lakes, seriously!  The water is so clean and clear that it reflects the light in the most amazing way, only one other lake in the world is similar to it.  On this day the sun was setting and lighting up the trees and rocks in an orange glow, very common for that lake.  I'll sit on this painting for awhile and see if it tells me anything.  Critiques are always welcome!

Anybody know this guy?

A Photographer

Anybody out recognize this guy with the crazy hat?  If you do that is good for me because I will know that I did a decent job of capturing his likeness.  If not then it is back to work :(  Let me know, all comments are welcome!

Approaching Storm

Approaching Storm

A beautiful morning but there is a threat of some windy weather on the way.  I gathered up my painting box and headed out with the dogs to a spot on the east side of the settlement that overlooks the lake northwards.  The temperature is hovering around minus 3 Celsius which is great for painting out of doors.  I have come to enjoy the way my paint gets a bit stiff outside as it makes for some nice texture, which I like immensely.  This piece is 8 x 10 inches and is an oil on masonite, primed with ochre over an acrylic modeling paste base.

Hymns to the Silence

Hymns to the Silence

I had another opportunity to paint out of doors the other day, this time it was at the "Golden Hour" which in these parts at this time of the year is around 4:30 pm. The temperature hovered around minus 13 Celsius.  The subject is Wellington Creek, which because of the colder weather, is frozen around half of its length through the park. I loved the colours in the ice and the silence of the place, hence the title. It alludes to one of my favourite Van Morrison songs by the same title. I have a hunch that besides me the only other creatures that enjoy the place are the deer, rabbits and coyotes.

Golden Water

Golden Waters

Today is Friday I guess, haven't been keeping much track of time lately as I am in Holiday mode!  Seeing as how it was only minus 13 Celsius with no wind chill to speak of I decided to hike down to Wellington Park and do a plein air piece of the the Creek.  This one is 10 inches square and I started it without any coloured ground, wanted to keep the colours brighter.  I enjoyed myself immensely and was finished it just as I started to get cold.

Plein Air Painting

Wellington Plein Air Afternoon

I haven't posted for awhile as we have been busy with company over the Xmas season.  My children came home for a visit, there was a funeral for my sister in law Angie and a number of other things conspired to keep me out of my studio and the out of doors.  That changed the other day when everyone left.  I packed up my paint box and headed for the hills not far from here and painted the picture above.  Had a heck of a time deciding what colours to use for the snow and finally decided to just wing it!  I believe that it captures the moment and place and will serve as a reminder for me.

Re cycling

Approaching Snow

This painting is a re cycling effort, something I do occasionally as I am not one to throw things out.  The options are simply burning canvases that are not satisfactory, cutting them up and throwing them away or white washing them and starting over.  This third option appeals to me because I have always been interested in texture so painting over a previously painted canvas reveals some very interesting textures and can add to the charm of a picture.  Speaking of charm, I am discovering the charm of Manitou Beach every time I venture out for my walks with Crystal and the dogs, or just by myself.  There is beauty in the simplest things.  This painting portrays an approaching snow storm coming from the south west side of the village.  Let me know what you think of it!

Rocky Lake

Rocky Lake Sunset

I took some time yesterday to re-work a painting of Rocky Lake, an old haunt of mine where our family used to have a cabin.  The lake is surrounded by Precambrian rock, sometimes manifesting itself in cliffs and fascinating flat forms.  I am much happier with it know as it has a somewhat nostalgic feel to it.  It is a great place, we had many good times there and I hope to visit it this coming summer on my way to our Art Retreat at Denare Beach, SK.

Waters of Life

Tumbling Waters

Something amazing happened the other day at the funeral service for Angie Tysseland in the stunning 3rd Avenue United Church.  Family and friends remembered her in song and word where many people were so overcome that they couldn't sing and others poured out their hearts in soulful performances.  Angies brother Scott spoke of his sister in a manner that made people laugh put them at ease and Nick Nostbakken gave his mother a send off worthy of speakers like Obama or Winston Churchill.  Where does this strength come from?  I know that Angie is a great composer but I always come away from performances of her music with a stronger belief that it is destined for greater audiences.  We will miss you.

Celebration of a Life Lived

The Red Umbrella

Tomorrow, starting at 10 am, many people will gather to celebrate the life and music of my sister in law Angie Tysseland.  We will gather at 3rd Avenue United Church in Saskatoon and remember an amazing women who had a great musical talent.  I commented to my wife Crystal yesterday how my grief could be compared to an ocean of waves, the big ones crashing over  and overwhelming you with wild emotion, never knowing when they will overtake you.  This oil painting I have posted is a plein air I painted near the Bessborough Hotel in Saskatoon while Crystal was with Angie for her first Chemo treatments.  It is a wonder how memories come back, much like the ocean waves I have spoken of.  If you care to, please come tomorrow and help us celebrate Angies life and accomplishments!

Golden Pears

Golden pears

I found this small painting (6x8) in the back of a studio cabinet a little while ago and decided to make some radical changes to it.  What I ended up doing was applying imitation gold leaf to the background and did that ever make the pears pop out!  Painting the still life is a contemplative practice for me and adding the leaf elevated the pears to an iconic level, somewhere where I went whilst painting. Hope you enjoy it.

Backyard Painting

Abandoned Cottage

I came across this tiny abandoned cottage down the back lane from where I live awhile back and determined that I would depict it some day.  Today was the day.  I am sure that no one has lived in it for quite some time and it is slowly returning to the earth, from whence it came.  I loved the textures and light playing across its surfaces and likely will have a go at again.

Going to Sleep

Winter Birches

Crystal and I just came back from Saskatoon where we visited her sister Angeline, who is dying from Ovarian Cancer.  It goes without saying that it is a sad thing to witness, such a vibrant personality laying in that bed.  She has been writing a book, for God's sake, in between chemo and radiation treatments and is fretting now because she feels she might not be able to finish it in "time".  She told me I would be the first to read it as I guessed the geographical location part of it is based on.  This painting, a watercolour of birch trees in early winter,  kind of sums up my day today.  Faded glory but still very beautiful, maybe even more so.  Love you Angie.