8"x10" oil on sealed masonite
When I was a child my father was big on travel. Not the airplane kind of travel, but the pack up the van and drive kind of travel. Dad had a lot of vacation time, it seemed, after many years working with Mack Trucks in Toronto and he primarily aimed to travel to his home province of New Brunswick. We did that trip at least every year till I was 16 and opted out. By the time I was able to get my drivers lic I was hooked on drive travel thoroughly.
One of the trips he took us on included the West Coast and the glorious rockies. I will never forget it.
This painting embodies that memory and presents it to you to enjoy with me such a great experience.
Further to my previous blog about the revelation of colour in my work, here is a good example of that. I first painted this mountain from the Canadian Rockies in a dark and vague blue grey with white cap to draw your eye upwards. But what it achieved was a bland and uninteresting painting with no where for your eye to go. After six months of sitting on it and seeing many just walk right on past it in shows, I had an idea to transform it (no excuse for it taking six months, thats my speed). The result, I think is a painting that now has dimension and multiple layers of interest.
Banff, above the Railway Station, and Alberta Rockies are two paintings that I did after a long stretch of paintings for a private show. I was focused on a certain feel for the show series and when I finished that series I had a strong desire to break completely free from that series and do something dramatically different. I looked through my photo files for something that would jolt me, grab me, make me have to paint it. There they were, as if waiting to pounce on me while I wondered by unaware of their presence...Those massive and majestic creatures towering over the lands around them. Glowing with light off their snow covered peaks. I fell in submission and did my solemn duty.
There they are now, for t you to enjoy. I particularly painted them dark so that your eye would have no where to go but to the peak. So that you the viewer will have no choice but to experience the power I felt from those wonderfully friendly giants.
Enjoy. Let me know your experience if you have a moment.
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.