Northern Lights Trio

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Some of Judy’s pieces for the miniature show are very small indeed.  This trio of northern lights paintings look glossy and rich in their unique acrylic frame.

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Mystical Night

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Judy’s miniature of the Northern Lights is tiny in size but mighty in colour and allure.  It reminds me of Robert Service’s poem about Sam McGee:

Were you ever out in the Great Alone, when the moon was awful clear,
And the icy mountains hemmed you in with a silence you most could hear;
With only the howl of a timber wolf, and you camped there in the cold,
A half-dead thing in a stark, dead world, clean mad for the muck called gold;
While high overhead, green, yellow and red, the North Lights swept in bars? —
Then you’ve a hunch what the music meant. . . hunger and night and the stars.
Only, I think you can appreciate the lights better when you are not clean mad and hungry and cold, so just enjoy the painting!

One Last Christmas Card

Carolyn’s card for the PWS Christmas card swap on the weekend is the culmination of all those images painted before Christmas.  Though not quite the large scale painting I once had in mind, this is still a good effort considering how I exhausted the subject!  Oddly, one of the topics of conversation at the party was how some artists recommend painting a subject two, ten, 120 times!  Well, I quit (for now) at whatever number this is, pleased with the way it turned out.  Judy was pleased too: she drew my card.

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PWS Christmas Party

The Peace Watercolour Society has been enjoying a Christmas get-together for decades.  It involves a yummy potluck supper, a good discussion of all things watercolour, and a card exchange.  That way, not only are we inspired to paint a card, we get an original watercolour from one of our peers!

This year Judy’s card was inspired by a local scene, the Spirit River itself.  The deep blues of the shadowy riverbed look peaceful and mysterious.  Whose tracks are those? What goes on down there where nobody goes?

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Dunvegan in January

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The Peace River rarely freezes over anymore.  Instead, large pancakes of ice lazily swirl downstream.  Only when you are right above them can you see how fast they are really going, and hear the shushing noises of slush meeting slush.  This is Dunvegan Bridge on the Peace River, painted from a photo taken early this year.