All Things Must Come To An End

  On March 12th this Blog will come to an end. 

Through hundreds of postings I've allowed viewers free access to my art and writings, yet in all the years I've heard from only one , or two, persons....and that was several years ago. Consequently I have to assume that my blog has served little purpose, and it's time to let go.

Best wishes for the few that may have benefitted from my efforts.

Ernest Somers

Memories, so important as wew age!

 There are times while waiting for inspiration, and while starring at my computer’s screen saver hoping for a miracle, I pick up a pen, or pencil and scribble a memory, a montage of moments spent somewhere, somewhere……..

I rarely finish these scribbles, and just put them with the other scribbles thankful for the experience making this memory. Memories, so important as you age and now unable to climb to the top of the hill.

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.

https://www.blurb.ca/b/12009999-sketches-a-collection-of-sketches-and-drawings

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