We decided to start sooner this year because Spring came so early. And we were not disappointed. 15 artists turned out to enjoy the warm sunny day in Dickinson Square in Manotick.
There were questions about finding an outdoor easel, what paints to bring etc. but mostly the artists spread out and got down to the business of painting. By noon most were ready to pack it in and get away. Before we left a number of artists presented their work for others to see. Hopefully the weather will be so kind for rest of the outings, but that’s the luck of plein air painting. Don’t forget bug spray too. See you all next time. Charlie Some may notice the changes that I made to my painting in Manotick on our first painting trip, after I had returned to my studio. I’ve heard it said that ‘ a real plein air painting should start and finish in the field ’. I make changes and colour correct in my studio under indoor lighting. For me, the plein air process plays a major step, part of the development of a finished painting. Charlie
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It’s early May and the warm temperatures, sunny days and frequent rainy spells, has brought on the colours of spring in breath-takingly short order. It’s as if the road travelled has changed, unrecognizably, over night; the path has come alive with sounds of song birds. Despite all the negative news we read and hear about, we can still rejoice at Nature fulfilling our expectations once again. But how can we express these uplifting feelings in our paintings? Any photos I take never seem to capture the spontaneous rapture I feel when surrounded by nature’s energy and pulsing saturated colour. My radar kicks in and I automatically begin to see possibilities for a painting. I tell myself to stop for a moment, take some time to listen to the sounds and observe the transient sunlight moving through the trees. We are in Blakeney Park today, near Almonte, where the mighty Mississippi River flows over rocks and cliffs and forms small waterways through the forest. The winding paths cross over several foot bridges. I found one colourful bridge that seemed to blend in with the new growth energy, yet placidly leads us over a gentle stream. When I had a plan, I began to paint with vigour. The one-hour 11 x 14 sketch was rough but it had the feeling. In the studio it became my source for a 24x24 painting. No photo required. Plein Air Painting is a bit of a hit-or-miss thing. If I miss the mark of what I experience out there – there is always another day and another canvass. And when I get it right my excitement is palpable. The Manotick Art Association Plein Air adventures For MAA members are starting on Thursday, May 23 at Dickinson Square in Manotick at 9:30 am. 11x14 Sketch Blakeney Bridge 24x24
![]() It feels sooo great to be out painting when spring breaks. The temperature has to rise well above freezing for my acrylics to work well outside – and for me too! We experienced a warm spell earlier: too soon for buds and grasses to have any colour and many of the waterways were still iced over. But now, going into April the spring colours are coming out. A wonderful time to be outside. Over the past month, I had driven by this spot a number times waiting for the warmth of spring to take effect and last week I was rewarded. It was around 3 pm when the shadows begin to lengthen and light takes on a warm yellow cast. Remnants of snow signalled the shoreline and with the multi colours of yellows and soft reds vibrating, the effect was startling. The complement colour of blue-violet, pulsed in the background. No urge to take pictures. I set a 16x20 canvas on my easel and do my best to keep it out of the direct sun. Such a strong motif! No need to define detail, that’s for later. The time and place is now. I squeeze my colours out: warm and cool blues, reds, yellows plus orange and white. With a 1” brush I mix and paint and repaint until the canvas sings with feelings. An hour later, I rest. The sun has slipped lower and I’m satisfied that I have captured the essence. Back in studio I make some minor changes over several days and call it finished. No better feeling for an artist. Charlie, April 2024 On a quiet back country road, late last fall, just as the sun was setting, I drove past a stand of pines; their boughs laden with fresh snow. I pulled over and got out to take a few minutes to breath in the fresh air and experience the light show effect of the last stages of sundown with the orange sky creating a backdrop to the visual drama. I could feel the interaction of the orange and blue complimentary colours, pulsating from the cast shadows. Within minutes the light was gone, like a final curtain, and I shivered as the temperature dropped. The fleeting image of the warming sun remained in my mind, like some forgotten adventure: could it be the time when, as a teenager, I walked home alone in the dark after pick-up hockey at an outdoor rink, or years later, stopping on the last run down the ski hill at Mont Tremblant, in awe of the sundown? When I returned to my studio, I chose a 24x30 canvas and placed it in a portrait attitude on my easel. I squeezed out acrylic paint: phthalo and ultramarine blue, cadmium orange, yellow and white. Then, with a 2 inch brush and sweeping strokes, I roughly painted the colours that were registered in my mind’s eye, like some story from the past enfolding. In the following weeks I continued to follow my instincts, modifying colours and minimizing detail, all the while purposefully taking time away from the canvas in order to reassess the progress. At some point, when I ventured back into my studio and re-examined my painting, my mind said “that’s it. You can stop now.” While no painting is ever perfect to my mind, there comes a time when it feels that my story has unfolded and it's time to let others draw their own impressions. When was the last time we paused to breath in the fresh air and savour the wonder of our natural world? Charlie December 2023 I have been asked about PAE recently. Unfortunately I have no news. I ask myself, are too many of us regulars just getting too senior? Charlie
Just thinking about it brings back memories. I recall the time when we came up with the idea of a painter’s weekend some 30 years ago. Andrew Lyall and Pierrette Dulude-Bohay (who are sadly not with us anymore) and I were having a coffee and chatting about art. We commiserated with each other that we had been painting (watercolours) for a number of years but hadn’t had the opportunity to teach; wouldn’t it be nice to go away with other artists for an extended weekend, where we could practice giving some lessons? We found accomodation at Calaboge Peaks, chose dates and invited our artist friends to sign up. The weekend came around and much to our amazement, we were fully subscribed. Some of the 30 artists were more advanced artists than us! There were beginners too, eager to learn, so the three of us taught watercolour painting for three days. What we noticed, though, was euphoric artists returning from painting each day with stories of hilarious plein air experiences! So back we went to more coffee time! Next time, we decided, no more teaching, everyone should work on their own, including us. We called ourselves Artists Painting With Artists. It was a great formula. We never advertised, just spread the news by word of mouth and recommendation. We travelled as far away as Charlevoix, QC (where we met and befriended nationally-renowned, Bruno Cote), Quebec City and the Eastern Townships, and Montebello and more. We organized Spring and Fall trips for 10 years and then other artists took over the organization responsibilities. At some time, due to the fact that some of us brought musical instruments for a music night, the name got changed to Plein Air Ensemble. What great memories, Charlie December 2023 Autumn Melancholy dressed in a mantra of regal tapestry. Bittersweet dreams. A time to rest and a time for thanksgiving, closure; knowing that peace will come with the sleep of winter. We paint the glorious colour with a palette of time passing, brushwork that yearns for another day and a canvas of memories. Charles Spratt The Art of Charles Spratt – Painting the Seasons and selected essays, 1994 Those words, written 29 years ago, still resonate with me, as I stand by my easel, pausing to breath deeply in the cool fall air, letting the memories filter down; recalling places and adventures and the euphoria that comes with a successful painting when I am least expecting it.
The sugar maples of Eastern Canada are ablaze with reds, but it is the soft shades of rust and vermilion and ancient grasses signalling that nature is preparing for another winter, that calls me to paint. I am forever grateful for a long life, still enjoying plein air painting and the challenges of interpreting reflected light. Back at my studio, after a day of searching for a motif and the fury spent struggling to project my inspiration to canvas, I relax in my chair with the canvas before me, searching for evidence of the energy I felt when I was out there. I find, at times, that I alter the work until the freshness is lost and I discard it. (I keep a roll of double-primed canvas ready to cut and re-stretch for the next outing). If the original sketch sings it’s way through the inspection stage, speaking to me of the great painting day and exciting results, then I have a keeper and I will most likely sign it. Each time I put my name to a painting, the memories of years painting with so many great friends come flooding back. Without them I wouldn’t be a where I am to day. It’s impossible of course, but I would be so proud to show them my work. The truth is that I only have myself to make the final assessment based on my experience and the evaluations of others. That is why art shows such as the Ten Collective are so important. Charlie Spratt, November 2023 Our last MAA Plein Air outing for 2023 was held at Stewart Park in Perth followed by lunch at Fiddleheads. This marks the end of 17 Thursday morning sessions starting June 1st . For some artists, the program was an opportunity to try plein air painting for the first time. For the rest of us, being outside, meeting friends and becoming immersed in painting in a different setting each week is great. Catching up on the latest news while lunching in a local restaurant is a nice bonus for some after painting all morning.
I enjoy getting out and painting with others as much as anyone. More than that though, I get a big kick out of watching artists trying new techniques and progressing in their painting efforts from week to week. I don’t offer formal instruction, but I am happy to give my suggestions when asked. After all, plein air painting should be all about getting absorbed in our surroundings and learning how to develop a composition: defined in my books as ‘learning by doing’: a philosophy that was grilled into me by successful artists, when I was eager to learn all I could. I look forward to repeating the program next year. I thank my helpers: Anne Robinson, Patti May, Jim Moran and Paul Powers for their advice and being there when I needed them. A special thanks to Paul for being our photographer. The painting "The Call" is an example of one of my own paintings created during this years MAA Plein Air Program at Blakeney; AFTER it had been reworked in my studio. Good painting! Charlie October 2023 ![]() The MAA Plein Air group had an opportunity to paint on the grounds of the Heather Haven Farm Horse riding facilities in Kars this past Thursday. We enjoyed a beautiful warm day with blue skies. Some of the majestic horses could be seen in the pastures nearby. I found a spot to set up and became absorbed in firming up a composition before getting out my paints. As I began to take tentative efforts with a brush, still unsure how to pull the painting together, I sensed movement coming from the old shed. I looked closer and realized that there was a horse standing there, looking at me. I rushed to capture the outline of the horse, thinking that it might decide to spoil the moment by joining the other horses in the pasture. How long the horse had been standing there watching what I was doing, I’ll never know. Long enough though, to awaken my radar and recognize a painting opportunity when I saw one. I had my story – a motif *. To my mind, that’s what makes plein air painting exciting. We practise painting outside, in challenging conditions, in order to be ready for whatever surprises come along: a sunset, a revelation or even just a special quiet moment. We need to be open to ourselves; aware of moments of inspiration, asking ourselves what was the initial attraction? How can we best express it all with brush and a two-dimensional canvas? This plein air business is so subjective; it’s a trial and error process really. Failures are common, but when we have a winner, we can surprise ourselves with the results and failures always have a lesson. On looking back at some of my work from years ago, I can now see where the paintings need improvement. At the time they were painted I thought my art was pretty good – the best I could do. But I moved on, along the never-ending road to enlightenment. Charlie September 2023 * motif - a distinctive feature or dominant idea in an artistic or literary composition. Google ![]() At times when I’m alone in my studio, my thoughts turn to a question that is often directed my way: “How do you continue to get a charge from plein air painting after 45 years of doing it?” A short, quick answer can be found on my website Home Page. "Four decades of painting, guidance from some wonderful artists and travelling a never-ending road to artistic improvement inspires me to paint every day." A longer version: When I was forty years old and immersed in business and family responsibilities, a kindly gentleman named Grant Tigner introduced himself to me at a volunteer board meeting in Ottawa. He explained that he was a full time artist. In our conversation, he invited me to go painting with him one day. That simple act of kindness introduced me to the world of struggle and rewards of painting outdoors. It was like a ‘calling’ for me. Through Grant’s guidance, I was introduced to other professional artists who helped me to get started on a journey of discovery. Along the way I painted with many struggling artists who became life-long friends, often meeting them on painting trips from Halifax to the West Coast. As they say “Thanks for the memories!” Not having a college or university art education was a draw-back. Still, I was blessed to be able to learn so much from others. And when I was asked to teach watercolours and acrylics later on, I found a bond with other struggling artists: particularly in the area of plein air painting. While I have retired from teaching, I take pleasure in helping others through the Plein Air Ensemble program that ran four-day painting trips twice a year for 34 years until this year, and the MAA Plein Air program for artists each Thursday from June until the end of September. Four years ago, I received a major dynamic energy boost when I was invited to join the Ten-Collective Art Show, held in Almonte in April. Then Covid came along and the show was cancelled for two years. However, I participated in 2022 and 2023 and I can say that the experience of meeting new and old friends and clients has been totally invigorating. I await with much anticipation to returning to my booth with new work in April 2025. I am so grateful for the many years of painting and look for more to come; AND with my best painting effort yet, just around the corner! Charlie August 2023 |
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