Category Archives: Landscape

Reflections

I am always amazed at how much I draw upon from my childhood when I sit down to create a landscape.

I started painting in my 40’s and had shied away from even taking art classes. You see, I failed elementary art class because I didn’t adhere strictly to the teacher’s instructions (and drew the tree from underneath rather than the side and other such things). I had a fear then, of exposing a vulnerable piece of my soul to the often-cruel tendencies of teenagers. Instead I channeled my need for self expression through my clothes and from quite a young age a lot of what I created was from the intricate beauty I found in the natural world around me.

I spent my childhood exploring the outdoors, sitting in the fields watching the light around me reflect up into the clouds that hurried by, in contemplating the light and shadow that danced around my feet as I quietly explored the forest floor, and in the studying the constant shift and change in energy and flow when the wind whispered across the landscape before me. Every time that I sit down to create a new painting a flood of memories of smells, of sounds, of colours, gently pool at my fingertips. My brush becomes an extension of all those years that I spent reveling in the magic of it all.

I am so grateful that I wasn’t caught up in the need to paint my world onto canvas when I was younger, because I was able to soak up every bit of wonder without ever worrying about what it’s greater purpose would be.

Artist Adventure Series, No. 1

Trail head

Trail head

I’ve decided to let you in on what is giving me inspiration and where I go to look for it. Hiking Arches National Park is an addictive sport. The steep overhanging cliffs, the meandering pathways, the vegetation. The intense heat.. Hour after hour , you battle the heat. But when you finally get to the top, with the whole world rolling out beneath you, you remember why you deal daily with the scratches, tight shoes, heavy packs and aching backs. It’s all worth it.

Here I’ve just arrived at Arches National Park. The red rocks and colours are astounding. Everywhere I look I want to capture the views. At that moment it was 43 degrees C. You could fry an egg on the ground. I will be heading out tomorrow morning around 6am to photograph this area for future reference.

All The World’s A Stage

A painting a day, landscape, autumn, trees, red, Glenda Savard, oil

All the World’s a Stage

As you can probably tell I love these colours, and I wanted to back light the trees to make them stand out. And it just seemed fitting that having painted them on the edge of a precipice they could be viewed from anywhere, just like a stage. I’m happy with how they turned out.