Archive for January, 2014

not like but LOVE.

I was rooting around the painting stash the other night and found a couple of canvas board sketches in the new style I’d been playing with since last June.  I hadn’t seen them in a couple of months so it was like looking at them with a fresh set.  Bottom line:  I LOVE them.  And so I’m keeping them!  The original bunch, I think were 2 dozen worth, are mostly gone but I kept back 7 framed pieces, small things at 8×10″, and had them hanging in my kitchen.  Turns out I like them very much.  

Here is an example of the style, created in September on one of those windy afternoons out here on the range!  Also:  Yes.  I am a huge fan of Jackson Pollock.  

Tehkummah Winds on September 2  

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Artist Blues!

Made it into the New Year safe and semi sound, minus 34 degree winds howling at the door, alone as alone can/could be!  I was out here on the open range for 8 days without the lovely ladies.  When you have 2 dogs, 2 cats and 8 horses, someone has to be around to see to it.  I was hoping to get busy with the brushes and a few cans of paint but like I said, when you have a wind like that knocking on every door and window…  

The gals were in the cosy confines of the 9th, down there in the GTA, doing that holiday thing.  The wild climes, for them, might as well have been attractions at the zoo or a museum, as seen from the safety side of some mighty thick glass.  Quite on the other hand, I took in what was happening at the waterfalls when the cold winds were at their most brutal, snapping a few pictures along the way.  So here is one of them.  And when you look at this dreamy scene, imagine your bones rattling in a north wind, exposed skin freezing over frostbite style in around 5 minutes, not a conversation with another soul in seven days and a can of filthy sardines for lunch…  

minus 34 degrees

minus 34 degrees