This church, the back of which is on the left in the painting, has been vacant for some time. On the front, gaping holes where the leaded windows once were let in all manner of weather and creature. Rotting from the inside out, sadly. I wasn't able to finish alla prima (in one go) because the sun burst through my heavy clouds and, well, ruined everything. Luckily the gloom returned a few days later and I wrapped it up. Below are scans of the interrupted start and the completed piece.
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Hello, and welcome. Below is my latest plein air, of the infamous Screaming Tunnel of St. Catherines. Nearby (with some digging in the brush) the foundation of a house can be found that burned over a century ago. All perished in the fire except a young girl who escaped, only to collapse and die in this tunnel. Lighting a match is said to make audible her distant screams. Didn't work for me. Oil on panel, 10"x10". SOLD
Thursday, October 29, 2009
_______________________________________________________Texas Road. Two words that sent a chill down many a young spine back in the day. It was a place to prove to your friends, to your self, that you weren't scared, weren't a chicken. Texas Road differed from all the other county roads that crossed the flat tree-less farmland near Amherstberg; it was swallowed by a dense copse of trees, turned sharply right and crossed a bridge before emerging at a graveyard and eventually joining with another county road. Stories about the area included the ghost of a man killed by his wife (with an iron!) and spectral horsemen. Where better to set up for a plein air in late October? I painted from the bank of the little rill that flowed under the bridge. I can report no supernatural activity, sorry. Oil on panel, 10"x10".
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Friday, September 25, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Monday, August 31, 2009
I started skateboarding in 1975. There were no skateparks then, only streets and parking lots. I don't skate much anymore, except to get to work, and occasionally session one of the great local parks, like "The Hoof", Vanderhoof, here in Toronto. To commemorate these local parks, I began painting plein air images on the bottoms of used skateboards. Below is Vanderhoof park. I painted in the lettering at home before venturing out to do the landscape, so it was tricky working out the composition and not tightening up around the letters. Click to enlarge.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
In anticipation of the coming Junction Arts Festival http://www.junctionartsfest.com/ , I'll post some plein air images from the Junction and nearby area. I'll be participating in the juried exhibition, so if you're in Toronto on September 9-13, please drop by. I hope you enjoy.
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Saturday, August 22, 2009
Gas stations. I love gas stations. Why? I don't know.
In the first one, the gentleman in the red sweater and black hat showed up about an hour into the painting, and proceeded to tear the small shed down. I worked like a maniac to get the information down. By the time I'd finished the painting he and the the shed were gone. SOLD
In the first one, the gentleman in the red sweater and black hat showed up about an hour into the painting, and proceeded to tear the small shed down. I worked like a maniac to get the information down. By the time I'd finished the painting he and the the shed were gone. SOLD
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Nocturne Gallery
Hello, and welcome. In an effort to post a backlog of my work I have opted to present them in small galleries. These are all nocturnes, all plein air. After experimenting with a few lights I have come to rely on a bicycle lamp attached to my head, in tandem with a double-headed lamp designed for musicians reading sheetmusic in an orchestra pit. The latter clamps to my easel but is a tad bluish in tone to be used on its own. The bicycle lamp is very white, and moves with my vision, from panel to palette, without intruding on the scene before me.
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This painting was done in Montreal and shows the effect of relying on only the orchestra pit light. My eyes compensated for the blue tint by casting an orange glow over everything. A bit of a shock when I saw the picture in natural light! In the lower centre there's a cat loitering beneath a birdhouse. SOLD
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