I was on my snowshoes last winter, in one of those big fields southwest of Kitchener, stomping my way up a hill. It had snowed the previous night, and the sky was overcast, with a few flakes still falling.
I reached the top of the incline without actually getting a coronary. Ahead of me was a gently rolling landscape of white field against a white sky. A distant line of trees marked the point where field met sky.
Epiphany! This is what I want to paint, I thought. The moment of entry into one of these yet-untracked Ontario fields, with so much space ahead. It is a profound moment for snowshoers. And, of course, for snowmobilers.
Below are some pictures I took.
The First Paintings
The link below takes you to the first paintings.
To the paintings.
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