I am grateful for time spent building a marble run with Farl, then meccano with Coop tonight.
I am grateful for time spent finishing up a small painting at the kitchen table after the kids were down tonight. It’s based 12×12″ oil on canvas, on a photograph I took at sunrise at Clover Point a few weeks ago.
I am grateful for a walk to school with my boys.
I grateful for a productive morning.
I am grateful for time at the studio.
I am grateful for family fun night: Farley’s pick. We went swimming with friends, and a great time was had by all.
I am grateful for a screening of the 1982 Blade Runner movie with Julie after the kids were in bed, in preparation for the new one We hope to see soon.
I am grateful for news that my painting sold at the Sidney show tonight. There’s no feeling like hearing news like that!
I am grateful for time at the studio this morning.
I am grateful for lunch with Julie today.
I am grateful for the annual BBQ at the Fifth St. Grill. We are like kings, listened to live music, and Coop and Farl whooped it up with a bunch of their pals.
I am grateful for a great night. My Aunt Patti and Uncle Bill are in town, along with my cousin Jacqui and a friend of hers, Brittany. We fired up the BBQ, We drank cold beers. Some chatted around the table in the backyard while other more energetic types jumped in the trampoline or played backyard baseball. We got out a board game. In the end, we ate apple pie by the light of candle lanterns after the sun went down. It was way after the kids bedtime, but childhood is made for summer nights like this one. Adulthood, too, it turns out.
I am grateful for my goofball kids, who. In a series of selfies portraying various emotions, bolted to the kitchen to get prop toothpicks when I told them to look "tough".
I am grateful for some more fine weather.
I am grateful for some time at the studio today.
I am grateful for views of Mt. Baker from the ferry, and the sighting of several great blue herons, and 39 bald eagles on the way in to Vancouver.
I am grateful for Giant Panda (GP), who greeted us at Nana and Pop’s tonight.
I am grateful for my smart phone. In an attempt to reduce my media intake, I switched to a flip phone a few weeks ago. I’ve switched back temporarily in case I need maps etc while we’re on the road, and that’s why there are lots of photos in this blog post.
I am grateful for a productive day in the garagenous zone.
I am grateful for an interesting project.
I am grateful for leftover Chinese food for lunch.
I am grateful for an hour and a half shoehorned into my day at the studio.
I am grateful for family fun night. My pick: we ate dinner at Swiss Chalet, then walked around Swan Lake right when the sun was going down. It was a beautiful night, and the kids did great. Farley led us most of the way, while Cooper checked off a list of items he and Julie made; things like “great blue heron” (which we saw), and “muskrat” (which we didn’t).
I am grateful for time spent at the studio today. Julie is away, and my folks took the boys to Sidney to check out the Lego display at the museum there, and I managed to finish off a new painting.
I am grateful for an evening spent with my parents at home. I made lasagne. Mom made green beans, and they brought red wine. It was nice.
I am grateful, like I so often am these days, for time spent snuggling my boys down and reading as I put them to bed. They just keep getting bigger, but at least for now, sometimes, they still can seem really little.
Active Pass, 40″ by 30″, Acrylic on Canvas
The ferry from Vancouver to Victoria goes through Active Pass, a relatively narrow passage on the trip. You enter it after coming through open water, as you start to trace your way through the gulf islands. I often feel like I’ve arrived home as we get to this part of the trip. The geography becomes familiar, and the proximity of the islands provides a sense of shelter.
Prints will soon be available here.
Summit Park Ferns in Autumn, 12″ by 12″, Acrylic on Canvas
October is a time of year when the summer wanes to winter, but rain arrives, and with it, new plants spring up from their slumber during the dry summer. Seeing these little, bright green ferns next to trees dropping their last few red leaves is a paradox, and it makes for a nice narrative in a painting.
Prints are available here.
Central Park, 30″ by 30″, Acrylic on Canvas
I often walk through Central Park in the morning. There’s a public swimming pool, athletic fields, and a play structure there, and in the middle, a row of several very tall maple trees. This painting is based on a photo shot straight up – the leaves at the top were still green, and they cascaded through oranges, reds, yellows and browns as they were closer to the ground.
Prints are available here.