It has warmed up to -18 today, while other places further south are dipping drastically into frozen temperatures. With the warmer weather the foxes have been playing out in the yard again. Apparently my car is their new playground!!!
It is 10:30 AM and still pitch black out - it's almost hard to believe that the light will soon eat up all the dark until there is none left. For now I am enjoying lunchtime sunrises and afternoon sunsets; the two are still close enough that sunrise blends into sunset creating cotton candy daytime skies.
Spent the day yesterday outlining - soooo much outlining! Today will be re-working the foreground. So off I go - back to the studio with my tea!!!
So it seems that our cold snap in Inuvik is finally nearing the end; however, Yellowknife has an extreme cold weather warning so I am sure those chilled temperatures will swirl themselves this way soon enough. In these frigid temperatures where I was pretty lame and have tried to avoid going outside. So I have been dreaming of and painting summer colours on the tundra!
This morning it is -31 with a windchill of -36 and the air is filled with ice crystals I sent the kids off to school and am curled up at my painting table with a cup of tea and my paints! Tea of choice this morning is Stash Licorice Spice.
Cling to home
To all that matters
Freezing air snaps at the surface
Of the Mackenzie River
Dragging frosty jagged nails across slight waves
Bringing temperatures down
Sucking in rising water vapours
Breathing it back as ice
A Whisper in Time
Whisper carefully -
"Come home to me
After you follow all your dreams
And drift back across the sea
For I will wait
As long as it takes
For I know that you will never break"
To Each Their Own
To each their own
Trying not to fall
When they cry
Though people see
Just what they want to see
It doesn't hurt......
If no one sees you in tears
The past few weeks I have been working on some sweet Arctic cetacean minis. I thought it would be lovely to have some original pieces on hand for the Inuvik Christmas Bazaar this year.
Sooooooooo as you can see, I did go a wee bit crazy with the belugas! I really couldn't seem to help myself and will most likely draw a couple more as they just seem to have so much charcater.
I have finished my beautiful Narwhal painting and will post pictures of it soon - I need to really practice my photography skills.
Northern days are getting shorter, transferring their brightness to the lengthening night. Crazy long nights which amazingly, rather than suffocating one with overwhelming darkness, provides a canvas for the ethereal Aurora Borealis. The Borealis is a huge perk to living in northern climes.
By far the best Northern Lights display I have yet witnessed was a time when some friends and I slept out along the river in Wrigley, NWT. As we lay on the shore of the Mackenzie River, cuddled deep into our sleeping bags, the lights played low and brilliantly; dancing for most of the night. With a grande finale where the Borealis swirled together, forming what looked like a giant ghostly hand which dropped lower and lower until it seemed to hover just above us. When it seemed as though it could descend no further, the lights closed into a fist, shimmering and pulsing as it ascended and dissipated into the depths of the night.
Painting of the Mackenzie Rest Inn, a wonderful bed and breakfast located in Fort Simpson, NWT - gateway to the Nahanni National Park Reserve
Shimmering stardust swirls
Pulsing ghosts gliding through
Aurora green tunnels, cutting through eternity
If you find yourself lost
Put your faith in the lights
And they will guide you home
A chill morning of hot chocolate and ice whispers. It is the time for Jack Frost to skim his freezing fingers across the top of the water, circling them along the edges of puddles and pools to give strength to his creations. Almost transparent feathers on this surface, daggers and diamonds on the next.
Every morning is a new display; for some a beauty to behold. While for others a new crust to be jumped on and crunched under rubber boots.
First in my ice formation series, playing with layers of blues. Water transforming to ice and the colour shift which follows.
Acrylic on paper 5" x 7"
Process - the daunting road to a finished piece, a curve in time documented only by obsessive pics. As time can pass with me barely registering the path I took to get to the layer I am currently working on. These are not the best of pics as I take them randomly with my phone with no sense of light play or time of day. Though as the long northern days are slowly melting away into lengthening darkness I am discovering (somewhat quickly) my paltry artificial light coverage. I am realizing that I am going to have to devote some time to lamp set up!
Following the North Star
Swirling already agitated waters
Whipping the sea into a frenzy of night
Write something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview.