New Brunswick
I really became enamoured of these scruffy-looking trees, especially when they stretch up above the rest of the canopy. There's something about the way the foliage grows in clumps as they shoot up into the light that appeals to me. Each tree is an individual and has its own character, seemingly fighting for survival against their fuller, more stable-appearing rivals. They're definitely not the stately symmetrical pines which feature in Km 1800 and Km 4200! Carol
Major parts of the Trans Canada Highway are edged with trees; deciduous trees, coniferous trees, tall and short trees, young, old and dead trees. I had fun with this line of trees near Havelock, New Brunswick, using continuous line drawing and fun colours.
I had to include my favourite roadside sign warning drivers to be on the lookout for moose. In this painting, I tried to express the feeling of driving through New Brunswick at night holding the wheel, white-knuckled, staring into the darkness at the edge of the high beams illuminating the road fearful of blinking in case I miss seeing the moose in time to slam on the brakes. The mind wanders for a few minutes and a patch of red on the road snaps your attention back to the edge of darkness, looking for those red moose eyes and praying to never see them. Carol
Wild blueberries are a thing of summertime. Memories of picking and filling buckets with my family and shadowing dog, made this one an easy pick for me. This image for me harkens back to family, the cottage, and easy living!
I love the huge rolling granite hills covered in trees that fill your vision from horizon to horizon. The pine forests of New Brunswick are impressive in both their scale and beauty. The soft pastel colours of the hillsides create a beautiful backdrop for the green tones of the trees in the foreground. Carol
Having become a "Flat lander", someone that lives on the plains and can see the low horizon line way out in the distance or, ".... it's so flat you can see the dog that ran away two days ago", I saw this hill and became excited! A hill, I thought, LOOK.... A HILL!!!! And, I knew I had to paint it. This piece of the Trans Canada highway is beautiful. It is always peaceful driving through it. I remember a yellow seaplane anchored in the water when we use to travel to Ontario in the summers.