This was Doris McCarthy. Let me say that really, while this was the person of Doris McCarthy in a picture from many years ago the actual Doris McCarthy could be seen in the many years of paintings she blessed the world with.
I had the wonderful opportunity to meet Doris at one of her many speaking engagements where she proudly showed her slides of her Northern trips to see the ice burgs. I had seen her work at the McMichael Gallery, and was totally amazed at her ability to translate her images to very large canvases. The experience was very real. The most compelling thing to me that has stayed with me to this day was the turquoise she used when showing the base of the ice burgs just below the surface of the water. It seemed so peaceful and yet electric.
There was the time when I drove down to the entrance to her Scarborough Bluffs home and just didn't have the guts to go in, just had to sit there in my car, feeling totally intimidated by this living icon of Canadian art.
She made an impression on this artist for certain.
Rest in Peace Doris McCarthy. We will miss you but your work remains with us all.
This artist just plain admires skill. Not only of other artists but of other professions. So this morning I was privileged to witness the raising of the steeple on my churches new building in Whitby. You just know when you see two guys hanging on to a ten ton steel structure steeple being hoisted up to the top of a large 1400 seat church auditorium roof, wind blowing at 50 miles per hour, cold, and raining to boot, well, these guys put on quite a show.
Heres my pictures of the event:
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.