The Saugeen Nation has exclusive rites to commercial fishing. This boat, The LLark is sitting at the mouth of the Saugeen River, heading towards the lake and waiting for tomorrow’s trip to catch Lake Huron whitefish. The white settlers nearly depleted the stocks and so now the indigenous people have happily regained the control of management of this tasty fish.
10th annual Christmas Home Tour
entry for Christmas Home Tour
Dennison Home, Christmas Tour
November 16 & 17, 2018
come to Saugeen Shores ,
I am getting ready for the upcoming Tour of Homes and am submitting some new pieces and some older ones for the requested themes made by the designer Kaitlyn Shuler. I easily found some winter scenes and added a new one. It seems I like painting snow and trees and grey blue skies. It was a rare day that I found sunshine at Elsinore for the painting of the gorgeous late summer foliage. I took color notes between clouds. Plein air is always more enjoyable in the company of others and the memory of being there is forever connected to the companions of the day. A bonus for all of us who love the scenery here in Grey-Bruce.
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2 small pieces on the right.
Outside, the weather was cold and the wind was bitter. Inside the view was paradise. This picture doesn’t do justice to the beautiful presentation of work completed by our talented and skilled group of women, comprising the Artists’ Collective, who shared this space. We have plans to repeat this event next year at the end of our 6 month tenure in the historic Southampton Art School building. We have ordered better weather for next April!
So, I’m still putting ‘miles on the paintbrush’ and cabin fever took me out on a rare sunny day recently to look for signs of spring. The wind was strong and bitter so I grabbed this quick photo and retreated back to the warmth of the studio to interpret and paint.
The title could be ‘The March of the Saugeen’. I don’t think ‘flow’ when I see this river but rather a relentless presence that has at times carried me, dumped me, flooded me out, fed me and always reminded me to ‘march on’.
