About Me

In the studio at work on my well used drawing table.

I'm a visual artist so this reluctantly produced biography will be more of a visual journey than a work of literature.

The ideas are the easy part these days.  I do like an image that tells a story and if it has irony or humor in a scene all the better.  The real work then begins in drawing an image and experimenting with the design.

I've developed a style I like for the subjects I'm doing and I'm always experimenting using different lines, colours or textures to see what they look like.

Watercolour and ink on paper has been my favorite medium but then I discovered drawing on an iPad Pro and am producing most of my images on it.  The good and bad news is it allows you to make endless changes.  You have to make a decision at some point.

Away from the drawing table will find me with a camera in hand out with my wife looking for an interesting composition.  The attraction is, it's instant art, with limitations.  

I've taken many courses and workshops that ranged from Sign Painting and Cartoon Drawing to Portrait and Figure Drawing and Watercolour Painting.  There were two that still stand out.

One was a weekend workshop given by Brian Johnston on watercolour painting.  He had a bold loose approach that I’d never seen before and it really appealed to me.  The most influential  event came from a Life Drawing class I took from Sybil Andrews while still in school.  She was a renowned Lino Block artist (unknown to me at the time) who could come along and say a couple of words as you drew and it would open up a whole new area awareness.


Below are some examples of the work I've done in the past.

A watercolour painting of the Quinsam Hotel in Campbell River from a 1930's black and white photograph using artistic license.  Unfortunately, it burned down last year but it was well past it's prime and never looked this good.

Another watercolour painting from a Campbell River scene of long ago.  These two are from a series of paintings I did using archival black and white photographs of Campbell River.

I lived on Quadra Island for seven years and took a fifteen minute ferry trip to Campbell River, where I worked in a printing shop.  I was building a house at this time and drew cartoons for the island's biweekly newspaper.  At times it was a stretch to come up with material.

Lastly a sample of architectural design and illustration and below a couple of logos I've drawn.

Besides drawing, I discovered at a young age endurance sports were something I was fairly good at and I still like to cycle, hike, kayak and Nordic ski.  There are four marathons and a few bike and running race wins on the athletics resume.

I've always liked bicycling.  It represented freedom as a kid and still does today.  I did a few seasons of bike racing but enjoyed riding bike tours far more.  The most memorable was a solo bike tour from Campbell River to Montreal at seventeen to see Expo 67.  It was sometimes exhausting and lonely but it was a great way to see the county and Expo 67 was fantastic.

Off on a bike tour with a friend to Penticton in 1965.  A 350 mile (645km) adventure.

Two years later starting off by myself for Montreal, 3200 miles (5900km) away.  A more serious look for a daunting journey.

Camped by a lake in Northern Ontario.

On a bike tour in Mexico that started poorly with only half the tandem bike arriving with our luggage but it ended well.

I've had two main careers, Architectural Drafting and Commercial Printing.  I liked that they both had artistic content and on the practical side, the pay was more consistent than being a full time artist.

Between jobs I took on some work that was outside of my formal training but turned into some great experiences if being a little scary at times.

My one season as an Ice Profiler working way north of Yellowknife, Northwest Territories, on a 600km long ice road.  We'd measure the thickness of the ice using ground penetrating radar and ice augers.  That was to make sure it was thick enough for the plow to clear off the snow to make a road and to allow the ice to thicken faster.  Eventually transport trucks would travel the road over a series of lakes to get a years worth of fuel and supplies to the gold and diamond mines in the North.

Box Car Camp.  Building a spur line off the main road.  Well above the tree line in the Arctic.  Minus 47 degrees Celsius was the coldest it got to.  Great experience.

The open road on a lake.  At this point the north and south bound lanes were separated.  No matter how thick the ice is each truck pushes a little wave of ice ahead of it so they have to be a certain distance apart or go very slow when they pass so the waves don't meet and cause an ice fracture.

I was lucky to grow up just south of Campbell River on Vancouver Island and our house looked across the highway to Georgia Strait.  Beyond that were the Discovery Islands and the Coast Mountains.  It was a constantly changing and dramatic view.  It’s one reason I like bold images.

Checking a print coming out of the Canon printer.

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