Word is getting around

   

My annual Summer Camp routine is well known to regular readers, and to them I confess a devilish streak in which I test the concept on newish acquaintances.  I still cherish the response of good friends’ then-7-year-old grandson when his grandmother said that “her friend runs her own summer camp.”  Quick as a flash, this bright youngster asked, “And what does she learn there?”

 I suppose I’m learning a thing or two even if I’m not travelling far from base camp.  I’m looking at lots of art on-line, tracking lots of artists from my own long-held lists, and I’m finding lots of intriguing works that suggest different types of landscapes.

 

I’ve known of American artist Charles Burchfield but had never done a deep dive.

 

Check the “Gallery” section in that link and scroll with the embedded right arrow to see many examples of his distinctive style. From another source, I found his painting “Two Ravines” and selected this landscape type to work on.

 

Now, where to find a local ravine as a match?  Capilano Canyon, my birthday destination in May, was ravine-like in many narrow stretches – but too far down for a clear view.

 

And besides, it had its risks:

 

Why not my favourite gardens not far from home? – and I headed right over to get a current photo.

 

Head smack!  The base of the ravine is clearly evident, but no water is running through, thanks to current summertime water restrictions.  Back to my photo file to find this same ravine in other seasons:

 

 

Really, all I needed was the idea of a ravine  -- and unexpectedly, one almost painted itself.

 

Not long ago, my ever-encouraging friend A gave me a “Sta-Wet” palette.  Essentially, this is an ingenious system in which special paper is placed on a damp sponge sheet within a sealable plastic tray container.  The artist works on the surface, as with any palette, but can easily save the colour blobs from day to day – then replace the paper when it becomes too…blobbed.

 

I was about to install a new paper refill when I realized the very messy old one (destined for the trash) made a perfect base for a ravine.

 

What’s more, I’d already given up the idea of trying to emulate Charles Burchfield’s unique style.  (Such pivots are allowed at Summer Camp and, in fact, encouraged.)  Instead, I’d work with palette knives rather than paintbrushes.

 

This was tons of fun – several adroit slashes brought me to a credible ravine, which we’ll call “Burchfield Falls.”

 

On to artist Burchfield.  A small portrait with palette knife was not so credible.

 

Too bad.  He was a nice-looking guy so I gave him a summer T-shirt and a quick conventional study using paintbrushes.

 

Certainly this could use more work, but it wasn’t my objective and I’m already plotting the next change of scene.  It’s curious, though, the way images of ravines and waterfalls keep coming into view.  Waiting for class to begin in a downtown university building, I sat in a chair just beyond the elevator in this photo. 

Leaning back and gazing upwards, I was surprised to see a painting on the wall on the floor above me – impossible for my camera to catch, but it captures a lively brook flowing through the big rocks of a ravine!

 

But maybe you’d rather spend your summer somewhere else?   Just think!  In this very week, we could be doing classes here: --