OLD AGE, Perhaps?

Winter Tea Lake - Algonquin  Watercolour Sketch  2025

 Usually, when Christmas comes around, I make a few sketches, and give them out as gifts to friends and family. But, this year, after making a couple of sketches I seem to have run out of gas. Old age I'm afraid, it comes with years of doing and not receiving much attention, which makes one wonder the purpose of it all. Perhaps, it's time to retire the brushes and put away the colours. Perhaps. 

The Giant's Tomb - Georgian Bay                     Pen & Ink Sketch  2025

What Do You Do.......

 What do you do when you begin to think that you've done it all? It's a dilemma  that I find myself pondering these days. I'm in my mid eighties, been working at becoming an artist for some four decades with moderate results. To complicate matters age related mobility problems seem to be preventing my coming up with new material to write about, or sketch. So, what to do. And then it came to me, perhaps, I should take my own advice, and explore my memories of events experienced. And so,  made a few sketches......

I remembered times spent exploring along the shore of nearby Georgian Bay....

A strip of watercolour paper was handy so I scribbled a couple of scenes from memories stored. Quick pencil sketches with, perhaps,  possibilities.....

The first scribble reminded me of the rugged shoreline of Killarney Provincial Park, whereas the second thumbnail scribble reminded me of time spent at First and Second Beach at Awenda Provincial Park looking across to The Giant's Tomb Island. The first sketch interested me so I took up my 8X11 sketchbook and made a sketch.......

Following my making these quick sketches, and while thumbing through my sketchbooks I've been pondering a new project,  the possibility of publishing another book of sketches. Something to keep me busy with the additional time I seem to have inherited. After all, time, and our memories of time spent, are very precious commodity, and shouldn't be wasted.

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Life After Eighty

In a wee while I'll be bumbling into my mid eighties, and I've been thinking about making some less serious art and playing with some paint and paper producing various impressionistic watercolours. Here's one of my first attempts. It's of nowhere special just a vague memory of time spent wandering along the shoreline of one of the many lakes that we've paddled over the years... 

Shoreline    Watercolour Painting   2025

This painting was teased from my memories of time spent at  the Blue Spruce Resort on Oxtongue Lake, located near to Dwight, Ontario.. Many memories made here both hiking and canoeing. Too old and wobbly now to enjoy these activities but no regrets, thankful for the time had making such memories.

 

Oxtongue Lake      Watercolour Painting   2025

The Giant's Tomb  Island, Georgian Bay, ON    Watercolour Painting  2025

REASONS

                      

Reasons For Making Art......

I've been making art, drawing, painting, printmaking, and writing, for decades. Having reached that point where one questions reason for making more, one reflects on just why one turned to making art as a profession. The decision wasn't easy, not by a long-shot. I could have stayed where I was working at a job that paid well, and seemed at the time to have a future, but no, I decided to pursue a dream. Decades ago I watched in awe as my great aunt turned a blank canvas into an autumn forest landscape. I was hooked, and with the thought still fresh 40 years later, I left the work-a-day to pursue my dream of becoming an artist. Reflecting back I suppose that I sought, and continue to seek admiration for my efforts, just as my great aunt had from me. I'm still trying some 40+ years later......

There are, no doubt, many reasons why persons make art, and being compelled is another way, I believe, of saying that I do it to gain attention. No one is born with creative ability. Not unlike any other skill it’s learned. Some appear to learn more quickly, giving the appearance that it comes naturally, however, it's not unlike other skills where some excel, while others struggle.

Musicians and writers, I believe, are really no different than visual artists, using their learned talent to tell a story, fictional, or experienced, and in so doing to also gain attention.

Art is not taught. Technical skills might be shared, but art, other than commercial art, is a journey of learning with deemed positive results, reinforced by gaining the attention of those that profess to know what is thought to be art, i.e. critics.

Financial success in the arts is simply the result of good marketing, and the artist succumbing to the need for public attention. Rarely does financial success result in lasting art.

And so it goes. Many young persons devote their lives to becoming artists, not realizing that one never actually becomes the artist that they hoped they'd be. It's an unending life time struggle, but, and I personally can say, that I've enjoyed, and continue to enjoy, the struggle.

 

Oxtongue Lake, Algonquin Highlands, Ontario.                  Memory - Pencil Sketch 10, 2025

ALGONQUIN ONCE AGAIN

 On September 8th we travelled to the Blue Spruce Resort near to Algonquin for the umpteenth, and possible last time. Hey, we're getting old, and needless to say when one gets in their mid eighties hustling up to Algonquin some 100 miles away is no easy feat....and then there's trips into the park on a daily basis. with heavy traffic  dominated, it seems , with crazy, speeding drivers. Still we managed and although we seem to have missed the fall migration of the songbirds, we did get to see and hear some Common loons, and my friend RavenI also managed a couple of sketches, one at Canisbay Lake, and two at Oxtongue Lake of the same scene, a test to see if I had forgotten how to sketch with watercolours.

We've reserved for next year, just in case, as one never knows....