I just picked a name out of a hat, well, a bowl actually, and the winner of the sketch from my 1,000th post is Doug from Colorado!
Congratulations Doug! You should be receiving the sketch very soon. Thanks once again to everyone who wrote such thoughtful notes with their entries.
Before I did the draw, on my way to school, I had time for a sketch at the outdoor market in Pointe Claire. With its withered pots of mums and dwindling apples huddled together for warmth, the market definitely has that end-of-season look. The displays of pumpkins will be there for another week or so and then — the day after Hallowe’en — the farmers pack it all up. (I always wonder what happens to all those unsold pumpkins.) There’s always a feeling of sadness when the awnings are gone, knowing that I won’t be able to sketch anything that colourful outdoors until the spring. Sigh…
I tried drawing the students in the cafeteria today but they just moved around too much. You know that feeling, when you just need to draw something easy (although circles are never easy for me). I had to pick something immobile, something small and not too challenging. I know this looks much more like a garbage can than a coffee cup but it was the simplest thing to draw in the cafeteria and I bought it at the student-run café which is always a worthy cause.
This year I haven’t been able to paint a lunchtime panorama (from the 5th floor of my school) like I’ve done in previous years. The trees, when fully leafed out, have just grown too high. Fortunately we’ve had some wind this past week, some trees are bare and now I see the city again. I tried to paint a big dramatic sky but a double-paged spread of the sketchbook (16″ across), even if I prewet it, dries before I can get the brush across it. Guess I need a bigger brush for this!
Edges soft and hard. Land near and far. Colours cool and warm. These are some of the issues I am tackling in watercolour while working on the paintings of Canyonlands National Park in Utah. This section of the park is called “Island in the Sky” and even from my monochromatic sketch, you might be able to tell why. The mesa you stand on at the Green River overlook is 1,000 feet above the canyon floor and in the morning the clouds are touching land with barely any horizon visible, but the mesas you can see in the distance may be a hundred miles away. Of all the Utah parks that I have painted, this one may be the most challenging. I am almost finished the whole series and hope to post them soon.
This wind was great today. Not so much if you were a pedestrian trying to cross the street but superb for churning up great piles of yellow leaves and sending them swirling up into the air. I was parked on rue Jean Talon, and at times the wind tunnel that formed was so strong that it rattled my car. There was a steady stream of customers going into Union Coffee, usually moving too quickly to be drawn (probably all those espressos), but these two ladies had a chat on the corner, and despite the gusty conditions they stayed there long enough for me to draw them. When I put people into the sketch the first thing I focus on is not the details of hair or clothing, but rather their height in comparison to doorways, cars, etc. If I get that right then the rest (colour of the coat or the shape of the bag) can be added in later from memory.
The very best days for sketching in the fall are the ones where the bright foliage is set against a deep blue overcast sky. This morning there was a downpour just as I was leaving to sketch but it didn’t last long and what remained were some big dark clouds looming behind the steeple of St. Joachim in Pointe Claire. My time was limited so I decided on a view of the school with the church in the background and the tops of some trees. In hindsight, I think I should have used a rectangular book instead of square. The vertical format would have allowed me to put in some foreground and the base of the trees which would have grounded the composition.
My break between classes today was the ideal time to take advantage of the above average temperatures outside. From my bench on the campus I had a good view into the churchyard next door and the diffused autumn light on the foliage, both distant and near. My aim was to capture, in paint, the glowing foliage and the branches of the trees which always look darker in contrast with the yellow leaves. I started my sketch by putting in lots of loosely defined areas of yellow, dropping colour into areas wet with clear water. As I built up the layers of foliage I also added in trunks and branches, darkening them in places where they wove in and out of leaves. I know these Indian Summer days are numbered, so best to get out there while I can.