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Thrilled to be featured in the Winter edition of Arabella Magazines "Artist to collect" section, for an eight page spread.
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Playing Emmanuel at WCA
The other passion in my life, beside painting, is playing my drums. I've done it as long as I have been painting.
Many drummers/musicians that I have grown up with have dropped out of the music scene. I've never understood it. I know it's a tough business but for me the path has been a little different.
I grew up playing in church. For certain you know I would never get rich doing it that way but what it has done for me is quite pleasing. For 44 years I have never gone more than a week without playing somewhere. Every Sunday, and in many many churches all over North America.
I am so pleased to see the progression in the past ten years of modern worship music. Today we have become very very sophisticated in our stage production, musicians in most large churches today have the luxuries of using the very best that the music business hs to offer. The best part for me is knowing that all that I do to make my drumming effective is being produced through amazing sound systems. Ultimately lifting up the one who made it all possible, our Lord.
Thank you Lord for these 44 years. The parallel paths of drumming and painting.
The Ups and Downs of life in art
The ups and downs of life in art
Here I go wearing my heart right out on my sleeve again. Perhaps an artist should try to be more professional and keep these things to himself, perhaps he should just stick to painting pictures. Let the canvas do the talking. My problem here, and it's just a small problem, is that I was born a human being, complete with emotions, feelings, impressions, all that nasty stuff.
Today I struggle with motivation. I am writing this post early in the day because I want to demonstrate how to fix such a problem.
As a great artist writer once said, "I've never known a depression that couldn't be beat by a session of good painting" (Kenneth Harris 1958).
So today I woke up with the usual black cloud in the sky, if you are an artist you know the one. What if I never sell another painting again? What if it's all over? What if I was just dreaming all this time and this is not real? What if I'm just a two bit no good low down snake in the grass good for nothing freeloading artist wannabe? What if what if what if?
Si I am going to take my stiff coffee out to my studio and there I am going to set out to paint a painting.
My next post will be the result of it and let's see where it all leads too.
The artists Job
The Artists Job
What is the job of an artist? Is it just to throw paint on a canvas and watch the world interpret it? Is it to roam around the world and contemplate life 90% of the time and paint 10% of the time?
The artists job is to present his view of the world through the canvases he creates.
I have recently been challenged by the notion that my job as an artist is to paint beautiful pictures that bring colour and imagination into peoples homes and offices. It came to me through a conviction I have felt for years, to paint scenes that were terrible, provocative and disturbing. It's not my job as an artist to shock the viewer, but if I see a situation that evokes a feeling of injustice within me then I am going to feel that when I think of painting.
I am a citizen of the world like any other and I see the news, hear the reports, get bombaster by the deluge of pain and suffering around the world. What can I do about it? So I should just remain in my little nest and just worry about my own little world?
I think not.
My recent series of paintings on the conditions and experiences of the Aboriginal Residential School children in Canada is an example of how my soul became stirred and so much so until my brush had to speak. I battled with my conviction to paint scenes that point directly at the "monsters" who ran the schools and have gotten away with murder and rape and abuse in the highest order.
In my paintings there is no abuse being shown but if you look long enough you can see where the painting is pointing. The monsters lurk around every corner of the scenes. Now I feel as though for these scenarios I have done what I am charged with doing and I have delivered the message clearly. Now I can get on with painting beautiful scenes. Until my inner conscience pulls me in another direction, one where innocence needs a voice.
There lies the job of an artist. To direct the viewer to see things they do not see every day. To understand something they have never considered before.
To polarize their view so that contrasts are made clear for all to see.
I suppose I could go through my entire life painting beautiful sunsets and niceties. I couldn't live like that. when I see the long lines of parents and children at the local food bank I just have to tell that story. Like the one at the Simcoe Hall Settlement House in Oshawa. The other day I went through the drive through of the adjacent coffee shop that rhymes with Jim Bortons, how shocked I was to see that the coffee establishment has hung a tarp over the fence along side the drive through window, it seems to me to block the patrons view of the food bank lines on the other side of the railway tracks. THAT eats at me. I feel a painting coming on in that scene.
I feel, in a way, I am just doing my job.
The Artists Journey
This is my blog page and it is where I get to be the opinionated man that I really am. The views are my own.
I invite your replies and comments, on my virtual welcome mat.
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.