Artists Walk -Blue Mountain Resort

I spent the weekend at one of my annual shows. It's located in a place I feel is very beautiful. It's a vacation spot near Collingwood, Ontario called Blue Mountain Resort. The weather was very hot and muggy and it was Father's Day weekend. Which I always feel guilty about for my husbands sake. But he is always the trouper and didn't grumble too much at having to get up a 6:00 a.m. The weekend wasn't bad, though attendance was down somewhat. I hope it won't be a trend for the rest of the season. I was glad to see old friends and can't wait to see some pictures of another artists' trip to Africa. I'll be back again to this location on August 19th and 20th.

Paint out.

I drove to Copeland Forest yesterday to go on the Barrie Art Clubs monday paintout. Every monday the club arranges different locations to paint/sketch/photograph. I usually bring my camera and sketch book. This monday I was observing one of my friends painting techniques (I want to learn it). When I heard something behind me and I saw a baby porcupine. I scrambled to get my camera out, but only got a butt shot.. So on our way out I remembered that porcupines like to climb trees. Sure enough the little rascal had climbed a tree right next to us and had been watching us all paint. I managed to get a few shots, but this is the one that turned out the best I think.

New Abstract

Here's my latest abstract. I call it "Celebrate"

It's one of my largest acrylic paintings to date.

The dimensions are 36" x 48" on 3/4" gallery

stretched canvas.

Evening Glide

This painting was a huge learning experience for me. I wanted to show movement and reflection in the water, but without reference to the surrounding landscape. This made it very difficult because water doesn't have color, it only reflects the color that surrounds it. When I added reflections in the water of things from the waters edge that were out of sight in my painting it tended not to make sense and didn't look very realistic. So I started my reflections from the ducks and worked my way out. I think I accomplished what I set out to do. It so happens that I've written a short poem to go with it.

Evening Glide
Days light is growing dark and dim,
soon natures night song about to begin,
rippling water slow and calm,
it reflects the passing of days dawn,
together we share the final sigh,
out for a stroll on an evening glide.

Kate Ramos