Thrillseeking around the World
Landscape is a word that evokes gentle pastorals from Romantic
European tradition in Canada, it means something else. The
rough power of our geography excites the sensibilities of
the jaded eye. West to East, South to North, presents a varied
drama that has compelled most Canadian Artists to face the
landscape.
For me it started around the area of the Grand River at Doon,
living in Homer Watson’s House. It was a summer art
school and the ghosts of many great Canadian Landscape painters
haunted the halls. This developed into a lifelong quest of
traveling with my paintbox as a watercolourist. My first encounter
with the True North, the summer I spent in the subarctic region
of Atlin, B.C., I discovered oilstick, another portable
medium. Powerful and immediate, it perfectly suits the interpretations
of the bare-crust-of-the-earth places I seek out.
I prefer painting on location, I like to feel the wind, smell
the air, hear the rush of water, birds, echoes… I am
not a studio painter. Only sometimes do I paint very large
interpretations of a smaller work indoors to be practical.
Mostly I like to canoe, hike, or fly to places that lay bare
the grand forces of nature at work.
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