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Thinking of Britain: here’s a sketch in the process of being drawn in pen over graphite…
Wee car on a wee road with wee houses, sketchbook
I’ve decided to try and refrain from painting on weekends to give my body a rest. I will share with you on those few days a week my more elementary practice of sketching. You’ll see more experiments, more works in progress and more simple observance or records of the life around me…
Blueberry Bagel at the Do Drop In, graphite in sketchbook
This first sketch is a true testament to my dedication. You cannot imagine how much I wanted to scarf the remainder of this blueberry bagel with cream cheese. But I resisted… just long enough to record it and then it was gone. Inhaled like kibble at a labrador’s schnoz.
Do Drop In, graphite in sketchbook
This is the exterior of the cafe where said blueberry bagel was consumed with gusto. If it seems a little hastily recorded, it is because the morning was quickly heating up and I was eager to retreat to the air conditioning and rest my eyes from the bright sun of a New Mexico morning.
Waiting for a sandwich, graphite in sketchbook
This light sketch was done in just a few minutes when this man grabbed a paper and sat down to wait for his sandwich “to go”.
I visited Nelson, British Columbia last fall and must say I could really use an annual visit to such a vibrant, unique place. The autumn was an especially nice time to visit as I got to experience the colour and the warmth of the town as it transformed into the crispy white of ski season.
Nelson they say, is a place that either sucks you in or spits you out. I was sucked in for a decent chunk of time and imagine I will always feel it tugging me back. What I miss most are the walks I took up and down the steep streets. They provided endless views of eclectic houses lined above the lake with a backdrop of bulbous clouds caught on the mountain tops.
Walking Nelson's Streets, watercolour and ink on paper, 7 x 9"
I don’t have a bird painting for you today, but I didn’t think you’d be upset because I have a sketch of a chihuahua in a car. It’s just rough but really, how could that possibly disappoint, right? Right. Chihuahua… heh.
Chihuahua Being Patient at the Corner Store, watercolour and ink/paper, 3.5 x 7"
Pair of Pigeons, watercolour and graphite on paper, 4 x 6
In my world amazing women get giant statues built to honour them in beautiful cities where tourists stroll with umbrellas to appreciate the simple things in the fountain-mist. The simple things like a garden well tended, a tea perfectly steeped, the gift of a good book, and the precision and beauty of a moment caught in a photograph.
This is a portrait-of-sorts of my aunt, who can appreciate all those things she does so well (along with so many other things), and whose presence is a gift to all who know her.
Homage to the Nurturing Gardener, oil on board, 10 x 10"
I’ve been keeping busy lately with some fun, meaningful commissions. This building is in Halifax. A fondly remembered, very significant apartment in the memories of a couple who were recently married.
Bauer St., oil on canvas, 12 x 16"
