Saturday, October 18, 2014

Sock Selfie’s on Rhyolite Cove, Lake Superior Provincial Park

Welcome to Rhyolite Cove; if you don’t have a back-pack, you can get there after scrabbling across rocks for 2 1/2 hours, and then you get to do it all over again, because you don’t have a back-pack. It’s part of the Lake Superior Provincial Park Coastal hiking trail. I hate backpacks, but love hiking, so instead, we do some very long day-hikes to push in as far as we can go.  We bring lunch, camera, and this time I brought along my crocheted Hot Rocks Socks, which I improvised from the toe-up. The plan was to make socks that looked like rhyolite (the red rock you see here) and I think I succeeded.
A still wave fed pool carved out of the rhyolite.
By the time we get there, we need a long lunch, plus, the wave-action on the rocks is absolutely fascinating.
Pretty typical trail section on the way to, or from Rhyolite Cove.
Getting into Fatman’s Dike. This one is just off the trail, and it’s not marked by a look-out post.  It is on one of my maps, just north of a raised cobble beach, curiosity will get you there, otherwise, you’ll walk on by.
The view from within Fatman’s Dike, where we enjoy ‘second lunch’.
And the rest of the trail is pretty spectacular too. I never get bored of watching waves crashing on rocks.
So when I’m not making art, I’m making socks
and watching waves crashing on rocks,
and then I bore you with multiple photographs of doing both at once….
forgive me…

Friday, October 17, 2014

Atlas and the Navigator, Mixed Media Gelatin Prints

Mixed-Media Gelatin Print using linocuts & Watercolour Pencil, 5.5 x 7 inch (13.5x13 cm). The Navigator.
Mixed-Media Gelatin Print using linocuts & Watercolour Pencil, 5.5 x 7 inch (13.5x13 cm). Atlas.
Just finished, finally!!! I’m not at all sure how long I’ve been hanging on to these two miniatures.  It was a long time ago that I pulled these off the gelatin plate. They intrigued me, but needed more and I didn’t know how to proceed, so I left them in my stash.  Line drawing with Inktense Watercolor Pencils added detail and imagery to draw the eye into the abstractions beneath. 
So I’m not all sure how long these were incubating, but I am happy to declare these finished.

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Life Drawing Tuesday

9x12 on Stonehenge Paper. I love Stonehenge, and this colour (I forget the colour name). This time my silver prisma-color pencil called my name.  I love the silver on this, and it changes with the light, which is fun. It began as a light sketch in silver, and then I put in the heavy lines, because that’s the fun part, I love inscribing the paper with heavilly applied silvery wax pencil. It is a sensual experience all on it’s own.  Then I use a black ink brush pen to bring out the silver; without  the black, the silver is too vague, and almost invisible in some light as a distance. The scanner picked it up perfectly.
With this drawing, I am glad I did not fuss too much about proportion. While I worked on it, I knew that things were ‘off’, but there is so much more expression there, than if I had worked at accuracy. 
Here’s a few more life drawings from the same night.
A4 Paper, coloured pencil, Life Drawing, Figure Drawing, Female Nude
A4 Paper, Inktense Water-soluble Pencil, Life Drawing, Figure Drawing, Female Nude
A quick portrait in coloured pencil
She is such an awesome model, I love drawing her. Her poses are always expressive and inspiring.

Monday, October 13, 2014

Martin, Mink & Other Wildlife, Lake Superior Provincial Park

Sketchbook, September 2014, technical pen on 1/4 sheet of A4 paper. Martin, Lake Superior Provincial Park
Me, Sunbathing on the Beach, Lake Superior Provincial Park
Okay, so taking holiday’s in September, and heading North to do so, may not be a great recipe if you want a bikini tan, but I’m well beyond bikini age anyway, so I’ll opt for the Up North tan, which is basically a sunburn on the tip of the nose and rosy cheeks.  This is one of the sunnier days, and I’m really enjoying soaking up those rays.  And while I was engaged in such traditional beach behaviours as crocheting, & reading a martin humped his way across the beach. Martin’s, for those of you who don’t already know, are one of the larger members of the weasel family, and this is the first and only time I’ve seen one.  I’m not sure if the martin saw me, and ignored my slumbering form as mostly harmless (okay, so my eyes were fluttering shut at the time), or if it misinterpreted the inert bundle of fabric that was me as being inanimate, but it was running humpety humpety in typical weasel fashion right for me. Until the husband appeared from camp to announce supper (a girl can’t have everything at least not all at the same time).
*Note: so I looked up Martin in Wikipedia to hand you a link, and whoopsie, maybe it was a fisher.  While the sketch is from memory, I had not looked up the species on line, or in a field guide to ‘get things right’ so it the most accurate recording of what I saw, and after looking it, up, it was probably a Fisher (wikipedia link), which is also a really super cool member of the weasel family.
I also got two very good views of ravens on the Pancake Bay Beach, and here. In both instances, I was swimming quietly along shore, so again, I probably looked fairly harmless, and probably non-human.
Not sure who’s paw created this.  Hikers sometimes have dogs, some of them very large dogs, so perhaps it was canis domesticus, but I wonder.
And here is the Pancake Bay Seagull. We camped there on the first and last nights of our holidays. It’s a car camping beach campground. For the evenings, no matter where we are, we humans, migrate to the beach to recline and watch the Big Show, which is whatever passes for sundown, even if it’s a grey haze.  At Pancake Bay, we were joined by this solitary seagull (I’m pretty sure it was the same one both times). It joined us as we arrived, and remained for the duration. It may have been looking for food, but since we weren’t sharing any (I had a pop-tart, my camp desert of practicality) and otherwise were not eating, it seems like an oddly unproductive behaviour for a wild creature.  While we watched the waves, sun, and fish jumping, seagull just stood about, and occasionally caught bugs (yum).  When I walked away, he/she followed me up the path a bit. I’m wondering if was a hand-raised bird missing the company of his youth. A theory that matched the behaviour much better than simple begging—or, this bird really grokked my guitar playing….. (one can dream)
And on the Sand River Trail (Pinguisibe—gosh, I can actually spell that without looking it up) we saw a mink. Sorry, not in the picture…
Beyond that, the usual assortment of wild things, like hungry hordes of black flies and mosquitoes who thought all that cool weather was a second springtime.

Tuesday, October 7, 2014

Life Drawing Tuesday

Seated Female Nude, Life Drawing, 20 Minute Pose.
Our model for the evening is a professional dancer, classically trained, as in, Ballet and Modern Dance. Her resume is longer than that, but that’s what I can remember from the conversation floating around.  This one is on plain old A4 90lb paper, and was a 20 minute pose. I never know when I will or will not draw something I like, so sometimes, drawing that work end up on top of plain jane papers, while absolute disasters get smeared all over something really nice, like stonehenge. I get the feeling that most of the time, I am more creative, free and open when there is a three penny paper under my pencil.

Saturday, October 4, 2014

More Coultice Park

Here’s the latest from the sketchbook. Seems like Coultice Park, which does not yet officially exist, has gotten under my skin. I did this sketch at my desk, just trying to remember the colours, shapes and textures of the scene. Last evening I walked the path again; the autumn colours where on display, and the trail that skirts the forest, and travels up and down the hills, shows them off to great advantage. I had another apple, and invited my husband to do the same; he did. Only as I write this, do I realize it was a enactment of Adam and Eve, hopefully, this will be in reverse, a return to Eden, in pocket format.

Friday, October 3, 2014

Sketches & Photo’s of the Not Yet Official Park in Musselman’s Lake

Coultice Park, Watercolor Sketch  
So for my second walk in the new parklands (not yet official park, but if there’s a trail, I will walk it), I took along my little sketchbook kit of 1/4 sheets of A4 paper, technical pens, and Inktense watercolour pencil, and a water-brush pen; then I found a spot and sat down.  Having a dog along is not always the best combination. Dogs find sketching boring, very boring, and pointless, and hot. Yes, very hot.  Let’s roll in the grass, lets stand up and pant, lets go over there (my dog is on leash, which probably really sucks too). I think I would have got more done without her, but it’s nice to have company along.
Dynamo says, Let's Go Mum!!!
Obviously, the dog does not want to be sitting around.
Coultice Park, Watercolour Sketch
Trail, Musselman's Lake
Aster and Butterfly


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