painting blog, following a studio life. Main subjects: medieval birds and flora
Author: Jo Scott-B
Exploring medieval design and fascinated by leaf patterns
*Founding member of Heritage Vancouver,
*Served on The City of Vancouver’s Heritage Commission *Heritage Award for her paintings of grocery stores built in Vancouver in the 1930s and earlier
* Artist in Residence at Cannery in Steveston BC
Returning to Argentina is always special; travels with my school friend Ines, even more so. I had never been to Salta before this trip. The landscape, so filled with colour, amazed me. I sketched something every day!
For this trip I had a small handmade book from my friend JA. It is seven inches by five, a double page: 7x 9.5″. Small notes evoke huge memories. I can hear the birds, water bubbling past, and smell herbs wafting in the evening air.
In Austria, which is so neat and clean, I found myself echoing this in fine detailed drawings. These houses dotted the rural landscape. They always appear like mushrooms, expanding as they go up with large balconies and big overhangs on the roofs.
When travelling the westcoast of South America with my father, I watched bananas being loaded onto our cargo ship and heard stories about workers being bitten by nasty spiders or other hazardous insects. Now bananas are grown in perforated plastic bags, keeping insects out. Each tree shows the life span:Dead old tree on right, new adult in centre, teenaged tree on left. Each new shoot produces one bunch up to 3 feet long. A flower grows into an early bunch. See below:
As the flower petals die off, the baby bananas are revealed and curl around the inner stem.
early morning we wake to find ourselves waiting in Gatun Lake. Passengers on shore excursions are gone by 8.30 and will rejoin the ship on the Pacific side. It’s a sparkly day, clear skies and tropical colours. Canadian made tugs shepherd us to and from the locks. Red channel markers lead the way …
Costa Maya. My sketchbook seduced me with its smooth white pages, colour and size … but too much water warped the pages. Regardless, here are the drawings as they capture the jewel colours and the wonderful light following two dull cloudy days.
And that’s what journaling is really all about.
Costa Maya is a small tourist region in the municipality of Othón P. Blanco in the state of Quintana Roo, Mexico, with the Caribbean Sea to its east. We stayed on board, relaxing in the quiet of the ship.