I ended up spending over five hours at Pearson airport in Toronto before starting the first leg of the journey back to Sydney. Lots of time to sketch!
Wednesday, 31 August 2016
Friday, 26 August 2016
Last sketches of Powassan
This is the memorial park in Powassan. The local people who lost their life in both world wars and Korea are memorialised here.
I sketched here the morning before leaving Canada. It's been a very warm summer!
Tuesday, 23 August 2016
Living room at home
It's been a hot, dry summer but after three weeks at home, the rain arrived. I sketched the living room due to inclement weather preventing me getting out. My father did not want to be in the sketch so I did him quickly while he was reading, then worked on the rest of the room.
Saturday, 20 August 2016
Lions Park, Powassan
The Lions Park is a recreational area in our town. It includes a large area for ice skating and hockey, baseball diamond, tennis court, playground and outdoor pool. I sketched the pool from a hill overlooking it. It was a hot day but there weren't that many kids enjoying it.
Tuesday, 16 August 2016
The Cottage, Trout Lake
I have known this cottage for most of my life, first belonging to my aunts and now my cousins. It is one of the original summer cottages, now many have been torn down and year round homes built. It's on Trout Lake, one of two lakes in North Bay. Trout Lake is the smaller lake and historically was part of the fur trading route in early settlement.
The city of North Bay obtains drinking water from this source.
Saturday, 13 August 2016
Home interiors
It has been so hot in Ontario that I spent some time sketching indoors. The room above is my parent's dining room, the scene of many family dinners.
Wednesday, 10 August 2016
Sheds and metal
This is the trestle railway bridge in town. To my right is a lovely creek in a deep ravine. Through the rusty girders you can see a few businesses on the other side.
This building used to be the carriage house for the local doctor RH Dillane. His son was also a doctor and practised here when I was a child.
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