Blue truck

I liked Backman’s pier in South Carolina so much that I went back a second time to paint. This time instead of driving right up to the pier I parked a little further back, so I could see the blue truck and the rusty tanks.

Last year when I travelled on spring break, I lost my luggage for about ten days. It was a bit of an adventure. This year I travelled with only a carry-on bag and a minimal kit of art supplies. It was an experiment to see how I would manage with only my small palette. I know this palette is fine when I use a small sketchbook but I also brought along a pad of 10″ x 14″ Arches paper and some bigger brushes. I was worried that the small palette wouldn’t afford me enough mixing area but it was actually quite adequate — the wells in the palette are big enough to mix up enough paint for a big sky wash. And if you can get enough paint for half the sheet of paper, you can pretty much manage anything else. Of course you need to bring along the big brushes too, but they don’t take up too much space. Travelling with a carry-on also means that you can’t bring along extra tubes of paint, but I filled the wells before leaving and there was more than enough pigment for a solid week of painting. This bodes well for future travels.

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Backman’s pier

I seem to have spent most of my sketching time in South Carolina painting around the perimeter of the salt marsh on James Island. When I’m sketching in the city there are no open views like this, so I guess the expanse of it was quite appealing — the great waves of dry marsh grass, scattered boats moving up and down with the tides, and of course the low-flying pelicans and herons.

Backman Seafood Company must have been quite a special spot back when the fresh shrimp was coming in off the boats, but there doesn’t seem to be much going on there these days. Off to the right of what I sketched is a boat belonging to the Backmans that was beached after Hurricane Hugo. The seafood shop is closed up tight and the pier seems abandoned. The only info I could find was an interesting article in the Post & Courier about the death of Thomas Backman Jr. in 2015. I’d love to hear more if anyone know what happened to this place.

Sketched on Arches 140 lb cold press paper, 10″ x 14″.

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Crosby’s shrimp boats

What can I say? It was a joy to see the rain move out, to paint in colour after over 100 sketches using grey paint, to draw the shapes of boats, to gaze across a wide open sky, to see the flicker of light and shadow, and to be blinded by the glint of sun on water.  A real spring delight. 


After drawing 100 people

I’m curious about something. If you participated in the OneWeek100People challenge, how has it affected your sketching? Are you fed up of sketching people or do you find you want to keep at it? Has the practice changed the way you choose scenes to sketch? 

I guess because I’m on spring break I have a lot of time to think about this. I know that first thing I did in the airport was to sketch the people sitting across from me. 


And then because it’s too cold to sketch outside in Charleston, I’ve been sketching in cafes. Still with a brush and Payne’s Grey watercolour, still in a tiny sketchbook. But the difference is that now, instead of waiting for people to move out of the scene so I can sketch the objects, I sketch the people too. I don’t think too much about it either. Just draw them with the brush and try to make them fit, like the barista at Tricera Cafe. 


Or in this scene at the Deli where the two cashiers were doing the Monday crossword at the counter during a slow period after the lunchtime rush. I drew them in but as soon as I brushed in their silhouettes they moved away. Previously I would have turned the page and started again, but that didn’t deter me. I kept at it. I’m sure the figures would have been better if I had been able to look at them longer but I’m still glad I finished it. 


So what was the takeaway from that week of people sketching? A little more confidence, perhaps persistence too, and most importantly, enjoyment and pleasure where there used to be dread. 


Salt marsh view

Looking out at dusk towards Folly Island, I see herons and egrets flying low over the salt marsh. It’s not outdoor sketching weather in South Carolina today, in fact it’s almost as cold as a Montreal day in late March, but I’m happy to have this view. Palms, even in chilly weather, are about as exotic as you can get for a Montrealer. Sketched in a Fluid Field watercolour journal, from a room with a view. 


#OneWeek100People2017: Day Five

Day Five of #OneWeek100People2017: it’s done!

What an adventure this has been. An exhausting one, but exciting and gratifying too. Thanks to Marc Holmes and Liz Steel who launched this insane challenge and congrats to everyone who participated, whether you drew one person, one hundred, or something in between.

For me the challenge has helped in many ways. It has given me the confidence to introduce myself to people, ask them if I can draw their portraits and even learn a little something about them. It has also helped me develop an ease with figure drawing that I didn’t have before. If someone walks off while I am halfway through a drawing, I am quite sure I can complete the sketch without the model. I’m only part way through my 10,000 hours of portrait sketching, but it’s been such a fun start.

Today I tried to focus my first ten sketches on the multi-cultural population of my school. I met Kadeasha, a psychology student; Samuel who studies International Business and is off to China for the summer and Ashley who was such a diligent student she continued to study while I drew her. I also had a long chat with friends Helen and Katerina who study Animal Health. The last ten sketches were done at McDonald’s where I have to admit I was slumped in my seat from fatigue but determined to finish. I’m happy I have spring break next week so I can recover from this epic adventure.

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#OneWeek100People2017: Day Four

Day Four of #OneWeek100People: real people.
My goal for today was to come home with some drawings that looked like real people, not cardboard cutouts or cartoons, so I went to Tim Horton’s knowing that it might take me a bit longer than usual to sketch another 20 portraits. And surprisingly, having that goal allowed me to connect with the people I was drawing, which is a first for me.

I usually try to conceal the fact that I am drawing because I don’t want to make people uncomfortable, but today if a model looked at me I would smile, hold up the book to show them the drawing and tell them what I was working on. That often led to a conversation. Here are a few of them:
No. 65 was a reluctant model but when we got to talking he warmed up. He is a first world war veteran who served in the Navy. His Commander, C. Anthony Law was an artist who took his men out painting during their time off. Turns out he was quite a well-known war artist.
No. 67 was a little boy who was fascinated with my sketching. He hovered near me until I asked him if he wanted to pose. He smiled the whole time I drew him.
No. 75 had his back to me but when he got up to leave he saw my sketch and came over to see. He proudly took a photo of the sketch to show his friends.
No. 77 didn’t want to be sketched. When he saw me starting to draw him, he moved to another seat and kept him hand over his face the whole time.

There’s only one more day of this challenge and it’s quite funny to read the comments of other artists who have taken this on. It’s almost like we’re running The Barclay Marathons. “I think I’m going to make it.” “I’m almost there.” “Only one day to go!” I must admit I feel the same way.

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