Nothing ventured nothing gained. It’s the 11th of November in a couple of days time and in thinking about Remembrance Day, poppies and their redness came to mind, and I thought about Rothko and his red paintings as written about in my blog a couple of weeks ago and since I haven’t been
I can hardly believe it’s November already. The days are getting darker and the grey and wet can get me down but remembering wonderful days painting en plein air this summer warms my soul. There’s something about painting outside – you bring the experience and witnessing of nature and the environment inside with you.
The day was pretty much an overcast one but that didn’t stop me and my Mum and Dad from venturing forth into the wilds of Salt Spring to paint en plein air. Okay, a slight exaggeration since we just went a short way up the hill and around the corner to Sharpe Rd. Such
Eyesight…. Eyesight – something we sure take for granted…at least I do. Yesterday, my Mum had a cataract operation. It made me think about my eyes and how grateful I am to have my eyesight. As Degas says in a letter to Jeanne Fevre in 1906, “What a blessing eyesight is, my God!”
Today, I was flipping through the superb book, Degas by Himself, edited by Richard Kendall. I found I was drawn (hah!) to Degas’s figure drawings especially after life drawing last week on Salt Spring. Most of us are familiar with his more well known paintings and pastels of racehorses, ballerinas and portraits but here were
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