Feeling rustic

Today I feel like sharing with you a rough pastel drawing of a forest in fall.

I am craving the scratchy texture of  thick plaid “Sault Ste. Marie Tuxedos” (these are wool button-up sweater/coats for those of you who don’t know the northern Ontario lingo). I’m craving a cold beer on a dock as a summer sun sets. I’m craving guitars around campfires and lobsters spread out on newspaper-covered tables with little dishes of butter. I’m craving the sight of two dozen Cedar Waxwings passing berries to one another in a tree. I’m craving lichen covered rocks under the first snowfall of the season.

pastel drawing of an autumn forest
Autumn Forest, pastel on paper, 8.5 x 11"

 

Walking Nelson

I visited Nelson, British Columbia last fall and must say I could really use an annual visit to such a vibrant, unique place. The autumn was an especially nice time to visit as I got to experience the colour and the warmth of the town as it transformed into the crispy white of ski season.

Nelson they say, is a place that either sucks you in or spits you out. I was sucked in for a decent chunk of time and imagine I will always feel it tugging me back. What I miss most are the walks I took up and down the steep streets. They provided endless views of eclectic houses lined above the lake with a backdrop of bulbous clouds caught on the mountain tops.

watercolour and drawing of houses in nelson, bc
Walking Nelson's Streets, watercolour and ink on paper, 7 x 9"

 

Merry Berries

I thought the red berries in this sketch made it a wee bit festive and thus appropriate for a post this holiday season.

Watercolour and ink drawing of vegetation and berries
Merry Berries, watercolour and ink on paper, 5 x 6"