There was a time when in winter, and in the early spring, when we’d get in the car and travel to Killarney Provincial Park, Algonquin Provincial Park, or Awenda Provincial Park. We’d strap on our skiis and head out into the bush, explore frozen lakes, and on occasion travel out on the ice of nearby Georgian Bay. Of course, now, we no longer ski, but we still have the memories of the solitude, the sparkle of the sun on the snow and ice, and the sound of the wind as it swept through the trees.
Memories, important as you become aged. So, if I might say, make lots of memories when you’re young, they’re prized when your old, and there’s no escaping it, one day you will become old.
Some days I pass the time leafing through old sketchbooks. Sketchbooks the kind that fit in your pocket are great to bring along when out skiing, or hiking. They don’t take up a lot of room, and together with a brush or pencil and a spit box of watercolours are all that is needed to capture a memory.
Watercolour Spit Paintbox |
Now, a note about sketching, don't think masterpiece, think memories. A scribble, a wash laid over a quick pencil sketch, all that's necessary to create a memory. And, remember, it's your memory.....all that's important. What someone else thinks about it, none of their business. It's a personal diary of sort, of a day, time well spent, experiencing your life.
4.25" X 6" pocket sketchbook |
Here's a few of my winter - spring memories...
A title isn't needed her as the sketchbook notations for this sketch and the one above say it all. fantastic day skiing this trail. Midway there's a log cabin with a blazing woodstove. |
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