TackingPosted: August 12, 2015
Sketching today ends with shrieks. No, not mine. But let’s backtrack a bit.
It seems like a good day to paint clouds. After all the rain we had in Montreal yesterday, the sky is fairly turbulent and I am in the mood to be near the lake. There’s a sailing lesson going on so my subject is pretty simple. The kids in the boats are making a lot of noise, I guess because the brisk wind has them moving around the lake a fair bit. As I paint, I noticed the pitch of their voices rising, until it becomes shrieks. What I can’t see — but they can — is a giant black cloud moving towards us and coming up behind me. They race into the bay for shelter and as the big drops start falling I am able to turn my painting over and get it back to the car. Five minutes later the sun is out again. From what I hear, that just about summarizes summer of 2015 in Montreal.