AT THE QUACK OF DAWN
This was a practice painting using a photo reference, courtesy of Owno Photo.
I could somehow relate to the lone duck, breaking away from the group,
finding a quiet spot to call it's own in the early misty morning.
This was a practice painting using a photo reference, courtesy of Owno Photo.
I could somehow relate to the lone duck, breaking away from the group,
finding a quiet spot to call it's own in the early misty morning.
This
is a sketch I did on site of an art installation known as the Light
Shed. It was very cold outside. I was on a bench not too far from the
installation, shivering, while everybody else seemed fine. People were
in shorts, biking, jogging, running. (My nose went on its own marathon
as well). The amazing thing about this is that it's entirely a cast made
from a light gray non-shiny aluminum. It also
has internal lights that are timed to go off at night, illuminating the
sculpture from the inside, shining through the glazed windows and
through the crack of the slightly ajar front door. On the end of one of
the beams the little hut is resting on, there was a round, black
palm-sized sticker that suggested that underneath the shed was a good
place to kiss.




"Have you heard about this guy named Robert Bateman?" I asked. ROBERT
BATEMAN? ROBERT BATEMAN?! "He's only the best living WATERCOLOR artist
in Canada." A confession I made to Robert about a conversation I had
with watercolor artists since I only found out about who he was a week
before meeting him. Robert laughed and said thank you. Then he leaned in
a bit and whispered, "I actually paint in acrylics and oils." (Some
fast facts about him: In the 1950s he went around the world in a Land
Rover ; He drew an unusually large crowd for a living artist at his
exhibition at the Smithsonian Institute in '87 ; He destroyed his own
painting of orca whales demonstrating his protest against the
possibility of oil tankers passing through B.C.'s Douglas Channel.)
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