~An Artistic Journey~ Connie Cuthbertson

Painting Retreat 2012

2012-02-09T23:26:00.005-06:00

"Elba Reflections - Italy"

Water Colour 22" X 30"

I am now at a painting retreat with many artist friends in northern Wisconsin. This is not a workshop, but is a time to work on our own ideas, to stretch our art and minds. It is a week of growth. A lot of paint has been thrown around...and I mean thrown!! More importantly, we have shared stories of our life and families, with much laughter too. I highly recommend you get together with others to share your ideas and ideals. You'll be amazed the things you'll learn. I have included a couple of paintings I've worked on this week. They are from locations in Italy. Although the snow is falling outside, I can feel the warm Italian sun upon my face as I paint and remember the wonderful time I had exploring the beautiful Italian countryside.
Enjoy ~

"Bell Tower - Italy"

Water Colour 22" X 30"

A New Year Begins....

2012-01-07T16:54:00.003-06:00

Another page has turned ~ another year passed. As always at this time of year I reflect on where I have been and the direction I intend to take for the coming year as I continue on my Artistic Journey.
It has been quite a year filled with many adventures. In the spring my travels took me to countries my grandparent's families were from; Ireland, Isle Of Man, Italy and Finland. Five weeks of writing, painting and personal discoveries. Pure bliss! I was also very fortunate to meet some relatives in Italy and here on this side of the world that I have never met before. What a joy to know I have more aunts, uncles and cousins! Life really is filled with many magical moments!
One of my goals this year is to combine some of these experiences through my paintings and poetry then compile them into book form. This I know is only the beginning and do realize it will take a great deal of time and effort to complete but I also know that only by starting can it ever be achieved.
I also worked throughout the year using oils to paint the landscape of this Northern Ontario region. A collection of 23 paintings, "This Place Where We Live" exhibit opened in November at the Fort Frances Museum. It was a challenge that I enjoyed immensely and look forward to exploring more in this medium.
I have also been asked to illustrate a children's book by a company from the U.K. This will be a wonderful challenge and I am especially excited to work on this now that I have 2 grandchildren. My little Jessie and Ben will be all the inspiration I need!

I realize that only by pushing myself in new directions artistically do I gain a deeper understanding and appreciation for this life of art that I lead. I do feel blessed to be able to share with you my discoveries and am grateful for the support and encouragement I have received throughout my career.
The life of every man is a diary in which he means to write one story, and writes another, and his humblest hour is when he compares the volume as it is with what he vowed to make it. (James M. Barrie)

May you make your journey in this life be one that compares well to your dreams and always remember to enjoy the ride ~

Christmas Memories ~ Poem

2011-12-23T23:00:00.009-06:00

Snow falls gently upon frozen ground

This eve of Christmas Eve

Birds puff feathers to keep warm

While sitting on branches laced with frost

Clouds are filled with winter's light

The landscape has been transformed this day

A wonder to behold

As I move now through this fairy tale

A crunching beneath my feet I hear

Oh how I love this sound

Reminding me of days long ago

When life was simple

Hours were filled with angels in the snow

Skating, sledding in this winter wonderland

Now my children’s children do these things

Life pushes on

A snowflake caught as my lashes flutter

I smile and remember the fun I’ve had

I raise my face to the heavens above

Catch some crystals on my tongue

Another magic moment

I may not be able to do all of the things

That I was once able to do

Many moments forgotten as time passes

This I do remember

Carefully I lay on this fresh blanket of white

An angel now grows its wings

Moving arms and legs

I fly

May you too find time to grow your wings

~ Merry Christmas to all ~

Connie Cuthbertson ~ 2011

This Place Where We Live ~ Autumn Marsh, Radiance & Winding Creek

2011-12-18T11:05:00.002-06:00

"Autumn Marsh"

oil

30" x 40"

These 3 images complete my collection of oils currently on display at the Fort Frances Museum until mid January. "This Place Where We Live" has been an exciting journey in my life and

I thank you for being a part of it.

I have received many emails from around this incredible world of ours from people who have been following my artistic journey. Many have expressed they must now put

Canada on their travel list.

Wonderful!

Now to get on with my busy day ahead. Time to decorate the tree whilst listening to Bing or Burl.

Merry Christmas everyone!

"Radiance"

oil

24" x 18"

"Winding Creek"

oil

14" x 11"

This Place Where We Live ~ Through The Reeds & Cattails

2011-12-15T13:17:00.005-06:00

"Through The Reeds"
oil
24" x 36"

On Rainy Lake along her shores

This is a sight you'll see

Cattails swaying rhythmically

Dancing gently on the breeze

I like to come to my secret place

To contemplate this day

I feel myself in harmony

As my spirit begins to sway

Magical light filters through the reeds

As trees line these distant shores

Another day to be grateful for

I can not ask for more

You too can know yourself here

But first must take the time

To sit in quiet wonder

Breathe deeply and you will find

"Through The Cattails"

oil

14" x 11"

This Place Where We Live ~ Quiet Pond

2011-12-10T07:45:00.001-06:00

"Quiet Pond"

oil

18" x24"

There are many places such as this on Rainy

Ponds filled with light and life

Cat tail reeds flowing in the gentle breezes

Paddling now I hear lily pads

Make their music across the sides

Of this old canoe

Water drips slowly from

Paddles end

A great blue heron glides on

In search of solitude

Here on this Quiet Pond

You can take the time

To contemplate

Just be

Sharing a moment with the wilds

I am not alone

This Place Where We Live ~ Spring Birches & Forest Glow

2011-12-05T07:34:00.000-06:00

"Spring Birches"

oil

36" x 36"

I love the freshness

The colours and the vibrancy that comes with the newly formed leaves of spring

And for me the spring birch is special in another way

When I was young I used to lay under these white paper wonders

Smell the rising sap

Listen to the ruffling of the spinning leaves

Nature's wind chimes

"Forest Glow"

oil

24" x 18"

This Place Where We Live ~ Northern Mist

2011-12-01T17:58:00.001-06:00

"Northern Mist"

oil

24" x 36"

It seems the mist has taken me

On travels far this night

I'm wrapped within this moments glow

I’m humbled by her sight

The threads serene envelope me

I stand here calm, at peace

A witness to this miracle

Nature’s gentleness I seek

In silence here I take this in

Remember all I see

A perfect jewel, a memory

Lives deep inside of me

This Place Where We Live ~ Cloud Dreams 1 & 2

2011-11-29T16:24:00.002-06:00

"Cloud Dreams 1 & 2"

oil

24"x 48"

I’ve always loved to watch the clouds

Dance across the sky

Changing constantly they’d go

A bird a wolf a butterfly

The earth is warm beneath me

As I marvel at this sight

Mine eyes and heart are lifted up

I'm filled with their inner light

No mortal means propel them

As they shift across the sky

Another of life’s mysteries

My spirit soars, I fly

This Place Where We Live ~ "Lady of the Lake" and Island Dreamer"

2011-11-27T10:48:00.000-06:00

"Lady of the Lake"

oil

24" x 36"

There’s a story gone round and round

Of a girl who lost her way

Tales drift on like ripples in a pond

Is it true? It’s hard to say

Like some sad romantic love song

Of how she came to be

A legend here on Rainy Lake

She's a wonder for all to see

Casting glances to shores afar

As she lays upon her stone

Boaters slow to see her close

A wonder to behold

All I know is she’s here today

And will be for a while

I’ll take my children’s children there

For I know she’ll bring a smile

If she could tell her story

Of how she came to be

I think she’d smile and simply say

I’m here for all to see

"Island Dreamer"

oil

36" x36"

This Place Where We Live ~ Last Light - Causeway Island

2011-11-25T23:16:00.000-06:00

"Last Light - Causeway Island"

oil

18" x 24"

I’ve always been amazed by this magical time of day

When the evening comes to an end and the night sky closes in

Every sunset an original

A fingerprint that marks the mystery and celebration for a day well lived

Last Light gives promise of a new day when rest is done

This Place Where We Live ~ "Swimming Rock Reflections"

2011-11-22T13:20:00.000-06:00

"Swimming Rock Reflections"

oil

18" x24"

I remember sitting under these pines on a hot summer’s day

Resting after a long cool swim in the clear fresh waters of Rainy

Laughing and playing our days away

In the distance is Blueberry Island where we would canoe to on one of our many expeditions

When I see it now I hear our laughter still

This Place Where We Live ~ "Spirits Entwined"

2011-11-21T08:04:00.000-06:00

"Spirits Entwined"

oil

18" x 24"

When I was a young girl I would go out canoeing along the shore not far from home. There was a place where the branches would hang out over the water and I could glide under ~ totally magical for me. Another mystery was seeing that many of these trees actually grew out of cracks in the rocks. Their roots like hair weaving through stone seemed such an impossibility. "Spirits Entwined" has been created from a combination of these memories. Here the tree and rocks both smooth and worn are interconnected sharing one spirit as memories do from days long passed.

This Place Where We Live ~ "Autumn's Light"

2011-11-20T10:09:00.000-06:00

"Autumn's Light"

oil

36" x 36"

I like the delicacy of the birch tree

The way the old bark and the young exist side by side

And how the old layer pulls away to reveal the new

They are like people as we learn and grow

When we are young and fresh

Our outer layer is smooth, unscarred

As we grow and age our character shines through the lines on our face

Much like the pealing bark reveal her spirit beneath

This Place Where We Live ~ "Spirit Tree"

2011-11-18T23:28:00.000-06:00

"Spirit Tree"

oil

24" x 30"

I imagine that this old diamond willow was once a marker for the wild rice beds that flourish here

The lake people would sit under her

Sing songs of the harvest

And of the creatures that lived in the water amongst the reeds

Her bark and leaves will have absorbed their voices into her sap as part of her growing

The sounds and songs that once filled her have fallen with her into silence

But there is life and sounds in the water and the land around her still

Perhaps one day the songs will come back

And from one of her seeds there will be a new tree that will once again show the way.

This Place Where We Live ~ "View From Above"

2011-11-17T23:33:00.000-06:00

"View From Above"

oil

30" x 30"

I love looking deep into the water where the stems are revealed and the way the ripples reflect the bright blue sky. It was an interesting challenge to paint this with a view from above.

This Place Where We Live ~ "Three Sisters"

2011-11-13T09:13:00.002-06:00

"Three Sisters"
oil
36" x 36"

There’s a legend of the lake that’s told

A story of sisters three

Who lived with their father long ago

A loving happy family

Surrounded by pines reaching high to the skies

A place to explore and roam

Where waters lap upon rocky shores

Rainy Lake they called their home

He loved his daughters and taught them well

Stay safe my saplings three

Look to the skies – she’ll show the way

And bring you back to me

That fateful morn, out they did go

Paddling this lake they loved so well

When caught in a storm they lost their way

Did fell deep into waters swell

The lake spirit knew them and their love of this land

Then thought of their father too

Gently gathered the saplings in her hands

Now three islands surrounded by blue

It is said when you travel there today

You can feel an aura of love

Three Sisters standing tall and proud

While eagles soar high above

Some see him paddling ‘round here still

Their loving father by their side

Casting flowers along these rocky shores

Where daughter’s spirits three abide

I would like to thank all who came out to the opening of "This Place Where We Live". It was a wonderful evening with many turning out to see what myself and fellow artist Wayne Yerxa have been up to this past year. A big thank you to our families and friends who have supported us in our life's work. We couldn't do this without you! We also received great support from B93 FM, the Fort Frances Times and the Ontario Arts Council. Thank you!

The Ontario Arts Council is an agency of the Government of Ontario

This Place Where We Live ~ "Last Light - Seven Oaks"

2011-11-10T07:10:00.000-06:00

"This Place Where We Live" opens today at the Fort Frances Museum where I will be exhibiting my new collection of oils.

"Last Light - Seven Oaks"
oil
36" x 36"

Working exclusively with oils over this past year has been an incredible journey with many challenges and struggles at times but also has been extremely satisfying. Working with oils present a whole new level of textures, richness of colour and glow. After almost 30 years working with watercolour I have found a new love. It has been a most gratifying process. I plan to post all of the images here over the next few weeks for those unable to view my new collection in person. Enjoy!

A Sneak Peek - This Place Where We Live ~ "Winter's Light"

2011-10-08T10:02:00.000-05:00

"Winter's Light"

oil

24" X 36"

Some of you may be aware that I am having an art exhibit in November. I have been working hard in the studio for this past year learning all that I can about the process of painting with oils. After 28 years working primarily with watercolours, I felt it was time for a new challenge. I have always appreciated the richness of colour and texture that can be achieved with oils and have decided it was time to give it a try. I have learned a lot and I know I am only scratching the surface but it is exciting. If you are interested in receiving more information about the show please sign up as a member of this blog and I will make sure to keep you posted.
Now back to the studio I go!

Life is a Dance ~ Poem

2011-08-23T23:02:00.001-05:00

I have been reading through my journal from my last trip and found this entry I would like to share with you ~

I have just arrived to the small village of Portofino on the north western Italian coast.

As I look out across the harbour filled with reflections of sailboats shimmering liquid in the early morning light I too find myself reflecting on my reasons for coming here.

It has been said that there is no need to venture so far from home on a quest for reasons even I can barely put into words. Is it really that important to paint and write your way around this world of ours? Don’t you think you have enough on your plate already? Is it really necessary? What about your responsibilities at work and home? What about your family and friends who depend on you?

These are all very good questions. I have considered them all very carefully and truly appreciate the sincerity with which they were asked.

The only thing I can say is that there is a force inside of me that continually shows me this direction. I have learned many things about myself while travelling, painting and writing and have come to the conclusion that this is what I am meant to do at this particular time in my life.

Finding the balance will be the ultimate challenge, and I do feel I am on the right path.

Life is a dance

One day you lean this way
the next day twirl around to the other
The rhythm of life will always push on
the gift of life will show us
a way to sing
a way to breathe
a way to be
a way to live
a way to flow
a way to smile
as you make your way
round and round
this life full of wonder
this life with no bounds ~

As I search for my balance, may you also find yours.

Back in the real world

2011-06-19T09:59:00.000-05:00

I have been back to reality now for a while and must admit I do miss my travelling feet. It was so nice to wake with a brush or pen in hand everyday and explore a new area of this wonderful world we live on.

Now the pen is directed to book work and filling out order forms for my store Northwoods Gallery & Gifts. This, I realize, is a required element in my life as it allows me the opportunities of travel again in the future. I do hope one day to sell the store which will enable me to immerse myself in the arts of painting and writing, but for now I will be happy to squeeze minutes from my day to continue on with my art. Who knows what tomorrow brings, it is today I have and I will endeavor to make the best of it.

I've had many welcome me back to this side of the world and all are full of questions. I see the spark in their eyes as they ask me what it is like to see all of these magical places. Did I manage to get some good painting and writing done? What was my favorite place to visit? Would you do this again? Can I come and carry your brushes for you next trip? As I write this I am smiling wishing I could take everyone with me to show them firsthand this incredible world.

I am presently working on writing a book and my hope is through my paintings and writings others will see and experience what my eyes and heart have seen.

Lawren Harris wrote "Art is long, life is short. A picture can become for us a highway between a particular thing and a universal feeling.

My hope is that this highway be a long and interesting one for each of us to explore. I have many stories to share and will post them as time permits.

Now the studio awaits and my brushes are calling!

Hiking Adventure part 2 ~ Italy

2011-06-06T14:43:00.001-05:00

Another half hour passed as I made my way along this mountain path....or should I say crawled my way along! The path was narrow and the climb steep but the views were spectacular. Here is one of the many vistas I will one day put into paint. You can see Vernazza harbour about 1/3 down in this photo.

Here you can see how narrow the path is. This young girl literally went "out on a limb" to create a passing lane. You can't tell from this photo but the drop off was very very steep. I was quite happy to stay on the path!

Finally I could see Vernazza harbour. This little fishing village was a sight for sore eyes! If you look carefully you will see a stone tower on the highest building along the waters edge. My next photo was taken from the top of it. I still have about another half hour to hike ~ I am so glad I am almost there!

I made it! I am happy I did this hike but am I ever glad I can take the train back to

Santa Margherita!!

Hiking Adventure part 1 ~ Italy

2011-06-02T07:56:00.001-05:00

After painting and writing my way around Santa Margherita for several days, I asked many other travelers and towns people where they thought the most picturesque area would be for me to go

and paint. Many recommended I take the train to Monterosso, a small fishing village not too far away.

And so my adventure begins.

They were right in saying how lovely this place was. It is an old medieval town with narrow streets and stone walls tucked into a small sandy cove.

I could find many things to paint and was sitting in the town square deciding what my subject would be when I noticed on the far side of the town there was a path with many people walking in both directions. I thought I'd better check it out to see what was so interesting. Knowing I was in for a bit of a hike I donned my hat, sunscreen, made sure I had a full bottle of water and set off.

It wasn't long when I realized I was in for a bit of a challenge as the wide flat path now turned into narrow stone stairs. I asked a young couple walking towards me where this leads to and they said the small town of Vernazza was the destination and it was about 1 1/2 hour hike. The day was still young and I felt the exercise would do me some good - especially after all of the pizza and pasta I have consumed!

Half an hour passed like molasses as I made my way around and over a mountain. I took a small break to take a picture of the village I just left. It seemed so far away now and could barely see the small sandy cove from where my latest adventure began. It was then I was thinking to myself that I could still turn around and go back to Monterosso but somehow that would mean defeat. I was not a quitter....yet nor was I an Olympian. The views were spectacular.....I forged ahead. ~To be continued~

Elba ~ Italy

2011-05-31T20:51:00.000-05:00

The following sketches were completed on the beautiful island of Elba which is off the west coast of Italy. The sandy coves, old fishing ports and quaint villages high in the mountains make this a painter's paradise.

Low Tide ~ Elba

Hilltop Village ~ Poggio

Hidden Cove

Rocky Shores

Morning Mist ~ Elba

I have been fortunate to visit many wonderful areas to paint and have to say the island of Elba was one of the most beautiful I have seen so far.

Along the northern coast ~ Italy

2011-05-28T03:23:00.001-05:00

I decided to walk back along the winding coast from Portofino to Santa Margherita on a warm sunny afternoon. The road was narrow and winding with many cars zipping by. Too bad for them because I feel the only way to appreciate this part of the coastline is on foot. I came around a corner and saw this tall narrow rock with a tree growing out of the top. Strange to think this is even possible. The locals call it “La Caraga” which means The Chair.

I have been waking with the sun everyday and this particular morning I went for a walk just as the sun was rising. The light was soft and hazy and the streets were quiet. This is my favourite time of day. The only others I saw were fisherman preparing their nets for the day.

Now to explore more of the town and the narrow streets. Another day to be filled with painting and writing...it's great to be alive!

Cinque Terre ~ Italy

2011-05-26T15:45:00.001-05:00

I have been staying in the Port of Santa Margherita. She is a spectacle of colour tucked away between many jewel like villages along the north western coast of Italy. On my first day here I simply wandered the streets admiring the beautiful frescoes on these tall narrow buildings. How in the world am I ever going to be able to get the perspective right!

A few days after getting to know this wonderful seaside town I caught a bus to Portofino. This is another little gem of a village waiting to be painted a few kilometers away along this northern coast. There were such wonderful colours and light to be explored but unfortunately many tourists as well. I am told if I were here a week earlier I practically would have had the place to myself. I find that hard to believe looking out now across a sea of people!

Today the sun shines again and I decided to go for a hike. I came around the corner and saw this picturesque scene. What a perfect day!

Since returning to the hotel I have worked on a couple of sketches of a particular cove between these villages. My view was from several meters above looking down into the deep aqua blue waters that was surrounded by towering pines. Very difficult to portray in paint as it was such a majestic sight and tricky for me to convey the height from which I was standing.

I plan to do a large painting of this in oils when back in my studio. I do love a good challenge!

Memories ~ Italy

2011-05-21T05:22:00.003-05:00

Sitting in the gardens

Birds singing, warm sun upon my back

The water gently ripples as a sculler passes in silence

Church bells ring eight

As a new day is born

I am now caught in her rhythm

This timeless endless quality of life

Living in a moment that is true and perfect

Lighthouse Lookout ~ Portofino

My mind drifts back to days gone by
Of when life was as new for me
As this day that now unfolds
Marbles with colour swirls
Fresh new box of crayons
Mud pies with my sister
Exploring with my brothers
Always curious about the day

Door to the Past ~ Santa Margherita

Now back in the present

I find myself asking questions

For which there are no answers

I believe at least none of which I am meant to fully understand

For this I am grateful for I really don’t want to know all

Only to accept and live this life I've been given

Full of hope ~ the way it was intended

Portofino Afternoon

One day this day will be a memory

From days long passed

The thought of this makes me smile

I hope I will still be wondering

In my future life

With childlike innocence

Of this day, this gift we each have been given

May I always see the hope in a sunrise and comfort in the setting sun

Now to get out there and enjoy another day of sunshine, painting, writing and perhaps just a little more good Italian cooking!

Emerald Isle

2011-05-07T04:10:00.000-05:00

I met Joan and Patty while waiting for the Dublin train to Belfast. She and I really hit it off talking about children and the joys (and challenges) of raising them. The more we talked the more I liked her. Her hubby was in line getting their tickets and when he came over I immediately liked him too. “Great fun loving couple they are” as they say here on the Emerald Isle. Lots of laughter and teasing between them as the green grass and stone houses passed by my window. Dublin is the place of my mother’s birth father. I will be exploring this city during my final days in Ireland and plan now to make my way up to Belfast. After a much needed sleep I will travel through the countryside to the northern town of Bushmills then back down to Belfast along the coast then fly over to the Isle of Man where my other grandfather’s family was from. Hmmmm seems like a lot of moving around but I do want to experience as much of this part of the world as I can.

The combination of the rhythmic motion of the train and the fact I have been on the “road” now for over 24 hours is making it hard to stay awake. The best way to get on track with sleep patterns is to stay awake for the first day for as long as possible and try to go to bed at the regular time.

....It seems I have failed as an hour has passed as I nodded off to dreamland but I must admit to feeling a bit more human after my “wee” rest. I must say I do love the way the Irish are so musical with their words!

The announcement has been made as the train slows and now I feel like I have truly arrived to this land where my grandfather was from.

Top of the mornin’ to ya!

And so it begins...again ~ 2010 travel adventure!

2011-04-24T14:23:00.001-05:00

As I sit here reflecting on the last year of my life I realize my granny (my father’s mother) was right. The older you get the faster time flies. I always knew she was one smart cookie. (She made the best cookies too...and cakes and donuts and...!!) She was born here in Canada but her family roots were from Finland.

My grandfather (my dad’s dad) was born in England but his family was from the Isle of Man.

My mom’s birthfather was from Dublin, Ireland and her adoptive family from Italy. (I met these relatives last September) I guess this varied background makes me a Heinz 57!

I will write more about her birthmother and my other family connections in future entries.

The reason I mention these things is because I am now on my way there. I am writing this from the Chicago airport and will be arriving in Dublin Ireland soon. Over the next month I will be making my way around Europe from Ireland to Isle of Man, Finland and some Italy too. I know what you’re thinking.....I was just in Italy! The main reason for going there is because of temperature. I want to be able to write and paint outdoors and in the spring it’s simply too wet and cool to do so in the Ireland area. I hope to find a small quiet fishing village to do my work as I won’t be going into the busier cities this trip. I have decided to write a book about my family roots including my paintings, poetry and hopefully some interesting and inspiring stories. I really don’t have an agenda except to let the days unfold and allow my imagination the freedom it needs to explore myself and the world around me. My goal is to have 1/3 of my book written by the time I return.

Please join me on this next adventure as I keep you up to date with my progress. Now to get busy again with the brush and pen! Yippee!!

Cheers!

New Friendships ~ Italy 2010

2010-11-25T22:22:00.001-06:00

It has been a long time since my last entry and I do hope you haven’t given up on me! My store has demanded much of my time as we prepare for the Christmas Season ahead. My plan is to update every week or two, so it seems I have some catching up to do!

I was reading my journal from my trip to Italy and came across some stories that included two new friends I met when in Sorrento. Devon is from California and Tara from New York. They were touring Italy together and as fate would have it we all arrived at the hotel on the same day. We met during breakfast the next morning and shared plans we had for the rest of our trip. They were only staying in Sorrento for a couple of days. I shared with them my ten day plan to paint and write and make my time here productive and relaxing.

The next morning they told me they changed their plans to stay. We ended up on many adventures together touring around the Almalfi Coast, taking a train to the ruins of Pompeii, and even took the little tourist train around Sorrento Old Town. We also enjoyed many meals together sharing stories from our lives. It was great fun to get to know these bright, fun girls. Tara (Miss Wall Street) works in advertising on Wall Street and Devon (Miss California) has an advertising firm in Los Angeles. I was known as Lady Connie...much easier than trying to remember my last name! I will always appreciate their views on life. It was a good reminder for me to look for opportunities to learn from the people who cross my path...no matter their age or their place in life, they have much to share.

It was great to get the younger perspective as we toured around. We talked of our work, life and future aspirations. They have left quite an impression on me and reaffirmed in me the importance of being open to the day. Thank you ladies! And remember...what happens in Italy stays in Italy!!! :)

Back to Reality

2010-10-16T17:34:00.000-05:00

Doorway to the Past

I have now arrived home and still trying to get my sleep patterns back on track. The luggage has been unpacked and clothes washed. Again I took too many things and vow not to make that mistake again!

It’s back to work for me this week and I have to say the biggest adjustment has been to not have a pen or brush in my hand every day. I do hope for this one day to be my reality, but in the meantime am happy to get back to my “real” job. There is much to prepare for the busy season ahead and again would like to acknowledge my Northwoods staff and my family for picking up the slack so that I could pursue my creative dream.

Of course the bookkeeping part of my reality I could do without. That really is the other side of the brain stuff!!

Ancient Window

I have gone through my sketchbooks now filled with images and words. I met so many interesting people along the way and there is still much I would like to share with you about my latest adventure.

I have decided to keep this blog going and invite you to come back for future updates.

In the meantime here are a couple more sketches I completed while in Italy and Croatia.

Enjoy!

Making Lemonade ~ Croatia

2010-10-02T22:10:00.001-05:00

Well what can I say....when you have lemons, make lemonade!

The cold, rain and wind are making it impossible to leave the hotel today. Our studio is open air with an awning and roll down blinds offering some protection but still a challenge to work in. Many in the group are retreating to their rooms to paint, but there are a few who stick it out. Our fearless leader Karlyn was creative with her lesson today deciding to give us tips on how to paint the huge waves crashing along the shore. It was great fun throwing paint while the awning leaked above me dripping water onto my painting. I think it actually improved the finished results!!

Great fun and am looking forward to seeing the sun again....soon I hope!!

On the Vine ~ Croatia

2010-10-01T14:44:00.001-05:00

Today we ventured out to a local vineyard. The weather didn’t cooperate, but we still enjoyed exploring the grounds.

There were stone buildings with walls half metre thick, and red tile rooftops now almost a burgundy colour in the rain. Here the vines grow row upon row many growing out of stone. These particular plants require very little water and soil. Hard to believe something so tasty could ever grow out of rock!

Everywhere I looked there were signs of old and new side by side. The owner gave us a tour and explained their process and the types of grapes they grow. Their vineyard is located in the only area in the world to use GRK (pronounced gerk ) grapes for their white wine. I must say it is VERY good! He also explained how this property has been in their family for many generations. He has certainly taken it to the next level with new equipment and management. Being the largest vineyard in the area he was able to market his product to the cruise ships that come and go on a daily basis. Quite the entrepreneur!

It was picking time when we were there so many long hours were put in by all the workers in the area. This owner in particular was now working for over 24 hours consecutively and still had to deal with one more tour group after us. Hmmm, I thought I worked hard! One of our painting group actually took a morning to help with the harvest and said how great an experience that was.

When we returned to our studio, we worked on our sketches and began some paintings. I have included one that I did. The first image (above) was about the midway point of painting and the second (below) is the completed image. Like the vineyard owner explained their process, I thought you might enjoy seeing the process of my painting.

You can see in the second piece I added some branches to weave throughout the image. I used just enough information to depict the subject, but wanted the background left to be loose and interesting. The magic for me is when the highlights and darks are put in place giving the painting a depth and richness that then says more than just grapes. You can actually feel the warmth of the light as it weaves its way through the vines. You can almost smell the scent of the fruit now ready to be harvested.

Now to sample perhaps a little of the red....

Zivjeli!!

(Cheers!!)

Old is Nice ~ Croatia

2010-09-27T18:22:00.001-05:00

As some may be aware I celebrated my 50th birthday on my first day in Croatia. When out with my painting group one afternoon we came across this door with a poster in the window that I thought was rather appropriate. Enjoy. I sure did!!

The Oasis ~ Borghese Gallery, Italy

2010-09-26T18:05:00.001-05:00

When I first checked into my hotel in Rome the clerk wanted to know if I would like her to book me a ticket for the Borghese Gallery. It sounded like a good idea since I was told the only way to get in was to book ahead at least one day. I’m so glad I did, for two reasons.

First of all it was a surprise to find such a beautiful green space in the centre of Rome. Acres of parkland dotted with fountains and winding pathways was such a welcome sight after all of the hustle bustle in this very busy city. (I am, after all the country mouse in this fairytale travel adventure I’m on). I arrived 3 hours ahead of my scheduled entry for the gallery to allow myself plenty of time to enjoy this quiet interlude. I found a fountain to sketch while eating my cheese and fruit picnic lunch. The sunlight filtered through the leaves creating dappled patterns of light adding to the splendour of the day.

Secondly, I was absolutely blown away by a Bernini statue titled Apollo and Daphne in the Borghese collection. The power and passion of this Greek myth forever immortalized in marble has left a lasting impression on me. I settled myself in and decided to try my interpretation of this monumental work of art with my sketchbook. Unfortunately I wasn’t able to finish this and one other sketch before my time was up. I didn’t realize I had only 2 hours to see the complete collection and was now left with two unfinished drawings. I thought I was so clever when I thought to buy post cards, unfortunately they were depicting views from other angles. I have since completed them from memory as no cameras were allowed. The figure has always been a challenge for me and I have found sketching statues a good subject to help me to improve.

I found it interesting how absolutely no handbags were allowed in the gallery, but they did permit me to enter with a sketchbook and permanent marker.

Off now to find my way back through this labyrinth of streets as the sky now turns to hues of coral and mauve...another day well-lived.

Italy Random Sketches ~ Venice, Florence

2010-09-23T11:15:00.001-05:00

Here are a couple of sketches I've just completed from Florence and Venice. Florence was done on location and I finished painting the Armories since arriving in Croatia.

Rhythm of Time Poem ~ Croatia

2010-09-21T09:25:00.001-05:00

I am now on the island of Korcula in Croatia. Not many people live here throughout the year; their main industry is tourism. Cruise ships stop in the harbour about 10km away from my hotel, but it's still pretty quiet and traditional here in the smaller village where I "live".

In the early morning, I make my way to my favourite spot to watch the sun rise. Fisherman not far from shore pulling in their nets create images before me out of a book. Beautiful. Mountains across the bay every colour of the rainbow throughout the day and then there is the water. So crystal clear ~ a kaleidoscope of everchanging colours from aqua to emerald to a deep rich blue. A painter's paradise. I have included a poem about this very special place. Enjoy ~

Rhythm of Time

I found my quiet place

here in this foreign land

A tranquil cove made of stone

faces out across the electric blue

On the far shore mountains rise

high above watching over me

Full moon rising now

Filled with peace and knowledge of the

timeless

Fishermen come and go as they

ready nets for another day

A rhythm of life been done now

for one thousand hundred years

At the waters edge

in this secret place

I can think, am grateful, just be.

This stone still warm beneath me

from the afternoon sun

filled with fossils, embedded and

worn from Nature's Grace

History still in the making

We are also a part of her rhythm

like the ebb and flow of the tide

Our lives being molded from our

experiences here on this earth

I look down now and see my mother's hands

as my pen moves across this page and

realize that time from before and the days yet to come

really are one and the same

Connected in ways we are not yet able to understand

Be it the moon the stars or sun that directs your path

Where East meets West

may we find a way to

move forward together

a voice unified

On this adventure we call life.

Dovitenja!

Roaming Roma

2010-09-17T20:43:00.000-05:00

Morning

I am now sitting on the Spanish Steps. People huffing and puffing their way by, a minute ago I was one of them.....

Today I have decided to simply wander my way around this ancient city to see things as they come to me. To roam Rome is my goal! Until now I have kept myself moving with purpose – from point A to point B but I feel I missing the spirit which is Roma. So today I will discover her as I go. Not sure how I will even find my hotel after all of this, but I know I’m not really lost after all. Now time to get moving and let the light tell me the way to turn. The shadows down these narrow streets are truly spectacular.

Afternoon

I’ve now planted myself in front of the Pantheon with a white marble pillar cool against my back. Not sure if this is such a good idea now that I think about it....I’m wearing a white skirt! Oh well....a little dirt from Italy is a great souvenir!

Inside the Pantheon there is a great dome and a large circular opening at its center. The sun beams down through this opening casting a glowing light that doesn’t quite feel of this world. The beautiful marble patterns surround me as I feel encompassed by this wonderful light. All that I see and feel will be hopefully transformed into paintings when I return to my studio. Patterns of light and life filled with a spirit from centuries gone by.

Evening

I actually found my way around the entire centre of Rome from Vatican City, The Spanish Steps, and all the way over to the Coliseum passing through many piazzas filled with shops, people and life. I’m exhausted yet energized at the same time. I feel so very blessed to have had this day to explore Rome in this way. And yes, I did manage my way back to my hotel with no problems! Figures it should take me four days to get my internal GPS to work!!

Now to go foraging for food...again!! I think it feels like a Caprese Salad night after all the gelato, pasta and pizza I have consumed!! It really is delicious! Fresh tomatoes still warm from the vine with the most incredible soft mozzarella lightly seasoned and drizzled with olive oil. Of course this will be served with some fresh homemade bread hot out of the oven with a glass or two of wine. Well...so much for thinking a “light” dinner!

The light now is fading and the sun sets on another day here in this beautiful country of Italy. Soon I make my way across the Adriatic to Croatia for yet another adventure. Time is flying by and I know it won't be long when I return home to the other side of this world.....but not today!

Ciao!

People, Places, Things ~ Italy

2010-09-16T07:34:00.001-05:00

Today I met a couple from the UK. Very interesting stories they had of their travel, life and adventures. They were such great storytellers that I now want to add Turkey, Russia and Prague to my list of countries to visit. It seems I’m not the only one on this world that has a passion for visiting new places. But then of course seeing the “place” is only part of why I travel. Meeting new people and finding out about their lives and journey is what really makes it all so worthwhile for me. Now you think, what could possibly be so interesting to hear about a stranger’s life?

Yesterday I learned how a sweet lady named Gwen lost her two front teeth when travelling years ago with her husband in Spain. They were “young and full of spunk” she said and with friends out for an evening. In the early morning hours they decided the best thing to do would be to go for a swim. They all jumped in and the person ahead of her kicked her, accidently of course, and pushed her teeth back in her mouth! Well, she said, what was one to do but to put them back into their proper position and get on with the trip!! They continued on for another 3 weeks and when she arrived home had some new ones made. Now that’s life!

So now you wonder why I would be so interested in her story. How could this ever be something one would even care to learn about another?

I tell you this. Her eyes sparkled like diamonds when she spoke every word. The more she talked, the more she had to say. It was obvious to me that this woman knows how to live life! It didn’t matter anymore what her “story” was, only that she was absolutely, totally, and fully immersed in the memories of her life. She said: "no matter what life throws you, you must run with it and still find a way to enjoy the day!"

All of this information coming from a woman who was in need of a walker to get around and was now a widow of 5 years. When she spoke of her hardships, they really weren’t to her. Yes she did miss her husband very much but all she talked about was the fun and great times they had together and all of the places they saw and people they met throughout their lives. She said life is an adventure and you simply must make sure to get out there and live it the best way you can.

Great advice!

I am now on the fast train to Florence from Sorrento. The Italian landscape zips by with small villages dotting the hillside. Out in the distance I can see a castle now in ruin perched high above the village. I imagine the way it was when people had lived there raising their families and working the land. Now darkness comes as we pass our way through another mountain. Nothing short of magic for me to think there is actually an entire mountain above me now.

I have read in history books how many artists have made their way to Italy from England and France hundreds of years ago travelling by horse and cart. I am glad to be seeing it now with all the modern luxuries. But then again, horse and cart was also a luxury “in the day” so too I suppose taking a train will one day seem barbaric....but not today!

I have just completed a sketch of a building from the Armories in Venice. This is where ships were built and docked for repairs. Beautiful, elegant arches filled with such glorious light. A painter's paradise.

I am glad to be able to share these random thoughts and experiences with you in hopes that you too will discover this way of living for yourself. Embrace the day. Take time to sit and really listen to another’s story. You will be amazed the adventures waiting to be told.

The train slows as we approach the station...Florence here I come!

Ciao!

Connie

Hello Gelato, Hello My New Friend!

2010-09-10T18:31:00.000-05:00

I’m enjoying the view from a quiet terrace at my hotel surrounded by my paints and paper. There is a cruise ship in the harbour blocking my view of Naples but can still see the top of Mount Vesuveus. The day is cool here in Sorrento (well, not by Canadian standards) so I have the whole place to myself. I guess everyone is out shopping or more likely eating. That, it seems, is the main activity here in Italy! I had my first Italian gelato last week and now do understand what the fuss is all about!! There had to be more than 40 flavours to choose from. I felt like a little kid with my nose pressed up against the glass for what seemed much longer than necessary by the look of the "keeper of the gelato". After much deliberation I decided to try the pistachio, and I must say mmm mmm good, just like the saying goes!

This is my last night here before making my way to Florence and Rome. I did visit the Isle of Capri and managed to see the Blue Grotto and the beautiful rock formations along the coast. I have included a couple of sketches I’m working on today from that trip.

I also went for a drive along the Amilfi coast. Now if you’re thinking I actually drove myself, the answer is NO!! The people are much safer without me behind the wheel. I have always thought of myself as a good driver, but not in Italy. Here the stop signs don’t really mean much of anything and the speed limit signs are purely decoration. The road to Revello was also only wide enough in areas for one vehicle even though it is designed for 2 way traffic. Imagine driving along and having cars and motorcycles passing whenever and wherever they felt the need, including on hairpin turns. Some also surprising me by passing along the curb from the right. Yikes!! Organized confusion is what I call it because for the locals it seems to work. Tourists, however, should just say no. Besides, how could I drive, take pictures and sketch all at the same time?!!

Now to think of which flavour of gelato to try tonight! Hmmm......I may have to splurge on a new pair of pants before my return!!

Arrivederci!

Connie

Now That's Old! ~ Italy

2010-09-08T18:14:00.001-05:00

As I make my way around Italy I can’t help but marvel at the amazing architecture of these beautiful old buildings. As far as my eyes can see these structures were built when they thought the world was still flat!

The artistry and vision by their creators astounds me now as I imagine them being built without any modern equipment. I see various styles of design depending upon the country in power of the day. Venetian so far is my favourite period with its beautiful curves and carvings.

My camera is constantly recording these works of art and all I can think of is paying homage with my brush when I return to my studio so that others may see and appreciate.

My mind wanders back across the sea to good old Fort Frances as I consider the fate of our Rainy Lake Hotel. I painted a picture of this building years ago and got to know her spirit then and how beautiful she could be. Next time you pass by I ask you to take a minute and look beyond the disrepair and see the artfully curved designs across the top. It really is beautiful....and old. Well still a baby in comparison to the structures I see here, but for us the "R.L." is our ancient landmark. I do hope for a miracle to restore her to a building filled with grace and dignity. We at least are, I believe, obligated to try before we tear down yet another part of our history.

There...I`ll step down off my soapbox and back to reality....or am I really dreaming as I look out over the bay of Naples with villages and trees clinging to cliffs that drop hundreds of feet into the beautiful Adriatic? I`m sketching this now and have included the image here so you can see from the other side of this amazing world of ours.

Ciao!

Spaghetti Land

2010-09-07T09:02:00.000-05:00

Yesterday I arrived in Venice and to tell the truth, I still don’t believe it to be real. When arriving at the airport I had a short walk to the water taxi area. Straight from the plane to the water....kind of like living in Fort Frances! After getting off my stop I then proceeded to walk in complete circles for about an hour, over 3 small bridges with my luggage. I swear next trip I will bring only one suitcase...famous last words!

It wasn’t until later in the day when I realized that all I had to do was walk straight ahead...no bridges for about 300 meters. I guess I was too busy walking around with my jaw dropped to pay any attention to my map. I laughed out loud when I figured this out and I’m sure the people around me wonder what I had to drink with lunch!

My hotel is in the quiet area of Dorsoduro. The building was originally the home of a wealthy family. Murano glass fixtures are throughout this small hotel with ornate ceilings embellished with frescos and carvings. My room is the size of a shoebox, but very clean and has everything I need including a comfy bed the size I had when I was a little girl. Interesting thing is when travelling alone in Europe, all the rooms for one face a wall or back alley, which is fine because so little time is spent here when surrounded by such beauty.

I spent the better part of today lost in the maze which is Venice. I do believe this should be on your list of to do’s if ever you find yourself here. Wandering, surrounded by the most beautiful light I was mesmerized as it bounced between the buildings and reflected richly in the canals.

I happened upon the Peggy Guggenheim gallery finding a great collection of art ranging from Pollock to Kandinsky. There were also some by Picasso, who I have always had trouble connecting with, until now.

I rented the audio tour and very glad I did. On there was a quote by Picasso regarding his thoughts on the metamorphosis of a painting that I would like to share.

“A picture is not thought as settled beforehand. While it is being done it changes as one’s thoughts change and when it is finished it still goes on changing according to the state of mind whoever’s looking at it. As a picture lives a life like a living creature undergoing changes imposed on us by our life from day to day. This is natural enough as the picture lives only through the man who is looking at it.”

When I first heard this I was taken aback. I have long known this to be true and to hear these words now and know Picasso had this same belief has given me confidence in the knowledge I posses. The following is something I have written about two years ago.

“I’ve noticed when beginning a painting I have a general idea of what it is I will paint and somewhere between beginning and finishing it changes, evolves. This is not planned, but an observation. I also have noticed when different people view the work it changes again with each of their views according to the time in life they are at. It also evolves for me when I look at it in the future, I remember different things about where I was in my life at that time and as my life changes, so does the painting.”

I know this is also true of the written word. To me art and writing are one and the same.

Now off to get lost again in this pile of spaghetti they call streets. Hmmm that sounds pretty good for dinner.

Ciao!

Connie

And The Journey Begins ...

2010-08-28T13:22:00.000-05:00

Well, here I am at the Winnipeg airport and, like a little girl, can hardly contain myself- I am so excited! The interesting thing is that when I checked in for my flight, Air Canada had me flying to Rome, not Venice. For some reason there were 2 complete bookings for me and if I’m not careful I may end up in two places at once!

I would like to welcome you to my new blog site! I look forward to sharing with you some of my experiences as I explore the other side of this wonderful world of ours.

My plan is to sketch and paint my way through Italy while also writing of my experiences. When visiting Greece 2 years ago I discovered combining my writing with the images I created helped me to better connect and remember my experiences. This in turn also helped others to understand why I chose to paint the things I did. The most interesting thing about this is the way my work has evolved because of the response from you, the viewer. On this journey I intend to keep an open mind and allow the ideas to flow. I have no agenda except to allow my mind the freedom to be open to the artistic opportunities around me.

I hope you find the entries that follow in the days ahead to be interesting, insightful and above all, inspiring. That is after all what life should be!

Thank you for being a part of my artistic journey.

Arrivederci!

Connie