Sleepy and snowy Balmoral Bay

Snow flakes were falling gently and silently from the sky blanketing everything in sight and smoothing out footprints and tire tracks on the street. The monotonous fall of the snow seems to have a hypnotizing effect on me whiling I am painting this view in the snow. A year is coming to an end again so fast, and before I know it this particular moment with its body of emotions will again become distant memory. Cherish and savor every moment of your life.

In the warm winter sunlight

I can not have enough of the light effect around noon hours when the sun was pouring its light and everything below seems to have been under its charming spell.

Colors of the winter light

A light overnight snow put a thin coat of snow over the trees and morning light transfigured everything in sight.

A bleak and wintry window view

Sitting at the dinner table before supper, somehow the bleak view from the window caught my eyes. The sunlight was almost gone leaving a desolate impression. Set my easel up on the table I painted up the view in half an hour.

Winter sky at noon

A typical winter sky at noon holds its own special charm. Painted this view from our driveway at about 12 today.

On opening the door on the winter morning

No school today, and I do not have to go to work. Woke up at 9 a.m to be greeted by the view of a quiet morning. Opened the door and painted this quick oil sketch.

Before the decending shadow of the evening

The grove of trees was lit up by the remaining sunlight in the afternoon before the encroaching shadow of the night.

In the path of receding sunlight

The receding sunlight at about 4 p.m. lit up the grove of trees in front of Maureen's house. Hardly had I started the painting before the light vanished from the view throwing everything into dark and cold shadow.

The quiet path

Turning around with my easel I painted this view again. The warm sunny sky was painted against the cool shadow of the hedges along the path.

A warm break in the weather

A beautiful sunny and warm day today. Snow started to melt after lunch. I could feel the warm sunlight beating down my back while I was painting this view of Balmoral Bay.

Against the setting sun

It was sunny again in the afternoon and I went out with my easel again to try to get another painting done before the supper. A few steps away across the street and turning back to view our neighborhood I could not resist the view of grove of trees against the warm sunny sky.

Light and color of a winter morning

Right next to the neighborhood of Cornwallis C resent is a group of houses and apartment buildings subsidized by government. I passed this neighborhood on a daily basis on my way to work. There is nothing really exceptionally beautiful about this area nevertheless the light and color often transfigure what seems to be a mundane view into something visually extraordinary. Half way through the painting the sun disappeared behind the clouds and it suddenly turned windy and cold.

Light and color of a winter afternoon

It was still rather cold when I came back home and painted this view from our driveway. Always intrigued by the light and color of winter afternoon.

Sunrise on a cold winter morning

Do not have to work this morning but got up early nevertheless to try to paint the moment when the sun was rising. It was 20 Celsius below zero when I painted this view on Balmoral Bay on our door step early this morning . It was too cold for me to paint very long and wrapped it up in 30 minutes.

A typical winter afternoon

Always tried to capture the moment when the last sunlight tinged every object and suddenly everything in sight was immersed in the last glow of sunset contrasting dramatically with the cool dark shadow of dusk. Is this the moment? Hope it is and hope I got it.

In the shadow of sunset

I have been painting a stage backdrop for our high school annual production for the past few days which left me with even less time to paint out door. Tonight , The King and I will have its first show for the public and I wish it will be a great success!

In my painting class

I have been teaching an introduction to painting class at the Art Gallery of Southwestern Manitoba for three years now. I painted this view of the two students painting on Monday class in the painting studio.

In the twilight

Rushing back to the path between Cornwallis C resent and Balmoral Bay I sketched this view in a hurry before sunlight faded away completely from my sight. What interested me visually was the last spot of light caught on the fence of Mr. Gross's backyard. I wish I had more time.

A quiet corner on Balmoral Bay

Late in the afternoon behind our hedges I tucked myself away with my easel painting this view again for I do not know how many times now. It was bit cloudy but with sunlight seeping through tinging everything in sight.

A dusky sky

Somehow, I tend to listen to more of Rachmaninoff and Chopin at this time of the year. Maybe somehow the mood of the season resonates more the sort of emotions which often find their expressions in the composers' music. The theme from the third movement of Rachmaninof's second Symphony just reverberated in me while I was painting today across the street in the afternoon on Balmoral Bay.

on a rainy and snowy afternoon

Snow melt away and a drizzle of rain came after a warm break in the weather. After coming back home from work, I painted this view of the wooded area next to our driveway on Balmoral Bay. It was dark and gloomy , foreboding a heavy snow fall over the night.

A back alley on Balmoral Bay

Standing in the middle of the back alley on Balmoral bay I painted this bleak view of the alley on cloudy Sunday morning.

A glimpse of our backyard

It was quite late in the afternoon when I looked out of our kitchen window. The dazzling light and color caught my eyes, and I hurried outside and painted this view from our backyard.

Sunshine on a winter morning

Woke up to the first winter morning when the sun was shining and pouring its light through the curtain. I went out with my easel to the front of our house.

Suddely here we are in the winter!

A bit sunlight broke out of the dark clouds in the late afternoon. It was rather exciting to paint my first real winter scene even though it was so cold and windy.

After the first fall of snow

Cold and gloomy when I started to paint this view of our garden after the first fall of snow. I could feel the bite of the teeth of coming winter season.

On the last warm day of the year

I know this will be the last warm day of the year when I am painting in the backyard , really savoring the moment, and trying to capture the last glow of warm sunlit wall of our shed in the backyard.

At the end of the day

Maureen's house is steeped in the last glow of late afternoon sunlight. Did this quick oil sketch before supper today.

A view on Little Saskachewan River

It was so nice to be able to get away from Brandon to Grand Valley to do some painting. Thanks to Becky and her family who came to pick me up around 3 pm to take me to a spot on Little Saskatchewan River there. It was already a bit late when we got there and the sunlight was fading away really fast. I managed to finish this oil sketch and Becky did a lovely plein air watercolor.

Early in the morning

Early in the morning before most people got up I walked to the spot with my easel where the apartment blog on Cornell Bay stands across from Crocus Plains High School building and painted this scene in an hour.

At the entrace to the foot brdige

Did a quick oil sketch of the foot bridge framed by the limes and branches of big elm trees in the warm afternoon sunlight.

Another view of the Pavilion at Assiniboine Park

Later I walked across the bridge and painted another view of the Pavilion against the late afternoon sunlight.

The foot bridge across Assiniboine River in Winnipeg

Drove 200 kilometers to Winnipeg early in the morning to do more paintings there. However, once we got to the spot only to discover that I forgot to bring my brushes. Had to find a art supply store to get some cheap paint brushes to get back to paint this view on Assiniboine River across from Assiniboine Park in Winnipeg when the sun started to break out of the heavy clouds lighting up the surface of the river. Hope that I had captured that special and fleeting moment.