The Fall of the Newspaper
This morning I made my tea, carefully assembled my egg and toast on my plate and spread out my newspaper in front of me. As is my normal practice I pull out the ad "Pull out" section and discard it. After all, it is called a "Pull out section", so, to the recycling blue bin it goes. I rarely if ever read its contents. It's clear to me that newspapers exist to promote the ad's rather than actually provide news coverage. Yeah, I know, I'm the last one on earth to discover that.
I still really enjoy spreading my paper out on the table in front of me rather than tapping into my ipad or cell phone for news. I do that too later in the day but in this moment of solace, this morning start to the day I like the feel of the paper and the general experience. What I do not like is what you see in the picture above. 75% ad's and 25% news item. Page after page after page.
Clearly the businesses who use newsprint advertising must deem it valuable and effective but I wonder how many of those ad buyers actually drive around on recycling blue box pick up day and notice the neatly bundled unread ad sections still together in the original elastic they arrived in? Really? That would seriously qualify the value of the medium.
When I finished "editing" away all the sections I don't want to read I am left with literally a small fraction of the forest that was cut down to provide this paper product to me with.
They will continue to cut the trees, I will continue to edit my sections and life goes on.
Great tea though!
This winter has been a very snowy one. For this artists that means I have been inside painting away most of the time. The result has been this wonderful selection of paintings to offer you!
Over 20 new works, small, medium and large are now ready for review and you are invited to make your appointment to be the first to see them in person.
This year I now have a good series of North Shore Lake Superior paintings from my March trip. Also I have been working on some warm Algonquin Scenes, for those of you who share my passion for that wonderful region.
email me at email@example.com for your appointment to view in person soon before your favourite one is sold.
See you soon!
I hear it every day, how things are so bad in the world. Another bombing, another fire, another war.
A little reality check has me thinking how not so much worse our world really is. Oh, first let me say clearly that I am as deeply saddened as anyone over the crazy bombings happening lately. The fact that public events we all take for granted are more and more becoming places where security has to be measurably increased, will effect us all in a very real way. Now, looking at the stranger beside you and that black back pack has significance like never before, for me for certain.
The reality check I am thinking about is my sons history lesson of life at the turn of the century. Little things like what we now refer to as the common cold, headaches, tooth aches, etc, etc. These things today we simply take a pill for and the problem is solved. if there is something bigger going on it can usually be detected in a matter of moments or days by a doctor or two.
In much the same way, we are now seeing our security and police devour a bomb scene or a plane crash site with amazing detail and accuracy that it is incredible to observe. 100 years ago it would be very easy for perpetrators of crime and monstrosities to escape undetected. Today we see them paraded through the courts within days or weeks thanks to both modern technology and people involvement (crowd sourcing).
Take for example the case of Luka Magnotta (not even his real name...what a coward!). Here's a guy who went to great lengths and distance to not get caught. Even taunting police via the internet that he would never be caught. In the end it was the combination of a great public awareness campaign and Crowd Sourcing that made his face so well known that some coffee sippers in an internet cafe in Europe spotted the monster and gave him up to local police.
Say what you will, crowd sourcing has its pitfalls for sure, but in my mind its likely going to be police detail and a crowd source that will reveal or locate the Boston Bomber. I'm betting it won't take long.
Together we stand (Boston Bombing)
8"x10" oil on canvas
I set out to paint today in my usual way. A trip to my fav coffee spot, a quick read of the days news and back to the studio to paint. Today's routine was interrupted by the shocking news of yet another intrusion into our daily lives and sense of security.
Runners entering the finish line area of the Boston Marathon, anxious to see wives, Husbands, Children, Parents and friends greeting them with proud smiles as they corss. Not this time. It wasn't to be. Sadly someone decided this was the place and opportunity to make a point. A point that will never be thought of as honourable by anyone who saw it. I'm sure the monsters behind this deplorable act are proud of them selves but I am certain that they will be found and they will have the rest of their lives to contemplate that ill placed pride in a cold dark cell somewhere in America.
We all, I am sure are now questioning our presence at large public events. I am for sure. In that thought and also in the resolve to find and issue justice to the mindless and warped person (s) who did this we stand together.
Looking back on where it all began.
30" x 40" oil on canvas
This was the first painting I ever sold as an artist in oil painting.
Feeling reflective this morning. Looking back on the last four years and where it all began. This was the first oil painting I ever sold. Untitled, 30"x40" oil on canvas, it was very airy and tranquil. I was really just getting the feel of the brushes flowing through the oil paint. I recall that while still woking at the bank I posted this on kijiji on the advice of Luisito, a co-worker. It sold in less than a week for 275.00. I was so surprised at the sale that I neglected to note down the buyers name! I regret that to this day. She was a nurse from Sarnia. She sent a friend all the way to my home in Whitby to pick it up and pay for it and then he drove all the way back on the same day! That was dedication to a painting. It changed my perspective on what art means to people forever.
I went on to posting another and another and another over the following weeks and continued to sell quickly.
There is no doubt that all artists have their own insecurities and I am no different. I wake up every single morning wondering if the last painting I sold was the LAST one I WILL ever sell. Call it an artists curse or whatever you choose but it is what keeps this artists feet planted firmly on the ground. I have never and never will assume that sales will continue, rather, I thank God from the bottom of my heart and I always pray with earnest that another one will sell today. I trust him for the rest.
I am grateful and sincerely appreciative deep deep in my heart for every single painting that is purchased. To date there have been well over 200. I lost count last year.
Will it continue? I don't know. I pray that it will. I love painting and I love seeing my work on the walls of homes and businesses all over Canada and some in the United States. There are even some in the UK.
My studio is currently jammed with new works and ready to be shown. You are more than welcome to visit and see them in person.
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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.