Today, April 29, 2010. One day away from the end of a very long corporate road for me. When I left school I became self employed as a sign painter. Painting signs on trucks, vans, paper signs for local grocery stores, etc. After seven years of that I took up an oportunity to work as a photographer for a major television station in Toronto. That was a two year exprience but was not the art that I really longed to enjoy. The need for income, the need to eat, etc led me to another career as a sales person for one of canada's largest photo retailers where I gained valuable skills over the next fourteen years in how to present product to the public. I learned how to talk to people of many backgrounds and learn of their interests and what made them what they have become.
In my 14th year I was presnted with an opportunity to work for Canada's largest Financial institution. Still wanting to be an artist but needing stil to eat, etc, I became a banker.
Sometimes we think we are in the wrong boat. We think this is just a big mistake, why am I here? But when I look back over 11 years with the bank I see many experiences gained in dealing with people and their most personal effects; their money. I learned extensively about beaurocracy, management, people skills, dealing with clients of all walks of life. I gained insight into what makes business work and what makes business fail. I learned that there is something for everyone, never to judge a book by it's cover. Most of all I gained a deep understanding how people feel about life. When you are dealing with peoples money you tend to see the truth about them, and I did and I take from that lessons that I employ into every painting I do.
When I see a patron standing in front of a painting of mine, tears flowing down their face because it reminds them of a place o a thing that they loved, I know that some of what went into that painting came from my corporate world experience and the lives I interacted with during that time.
So now, the time has come. Tomorrow I leave this banking world and step out into the world of self employment again. Not at all in the same mind set as I held 27 years ago as a sign painter. More mature, much more experienced, and most of all, with a fire, a passion to present this great lands georgraphy to the world on canvas.
Follow my journey from Here to There, as I make my way into the full time world of canadian Art.
It was a friend of my father, I think his name was Peter who used to make regular trips up to his favourite camping and hiking spot north west of Toronto called the French River. I don't know why but there was always something about that name that made me want to see it. or maybe it was Peters constant raving about this wonderful place. "The waters move fast, the fishing is amazing and the sunsets will blow your mind!"
One of the first places I traveled to once I was old enough to get my drivers licence (many many years ago now) was up to the French River.
To be sure, it is as it always was in my minds eye, very dramatic with rocks that flowed in and out of the waters surface. Those twisty pines which just seem to be be able to hang on inany conditions.
"The French River"
The Artists Journey
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This sketch above became this finished painting below
The Pine Tree Painter.
How did I become known as the Pine Tree Painter? You could say I paint a lot of Pine Trees, that would be true. I paint a lot of other things too, but Pine Trees, Spruce Trees, Birch and others seem to be a continuous string in what i do. I just like the way they stand there like a custodian of the land. or a greeter to nature. So, I continue down the path with the Pine Tree Painter name on my head, It's ok.