The Rialto has been around for I don't know how long. I watched Saturday Night Fever At this gorgeous theatre when I was a teenager. (Loved that Movie.....Love John Travolta).There used to be a gym downstairs from the theatre. I wandered into it once out of curiosity. It was the late sixties or early seventies. The gym was just like something out of Rocky. It had a boxing ring and there were men practising boxing and punching those leather punching bags everywhere. The place smelled so strong of sweat and testosterone... I couldn't breathe. A big hairy man told me to scram. I ran out and never ventured back. It would sure have made some great subject matter for paintings.
This is a scene from the McGill Student Ghetto. It's Alymer Street, I believe. I used to have a friend who lived in that redbrick building. The apartment was really tiny, it had an icebox that was automatically defrosted every Wednesday. The rent was cheap then. We used to go to free concerts at the Pollack Hall. Sometimes we could hear a music student playing the Sax from an apartment across the lane. Those were magical days.
I saw this adorable pair and thought I've gotta paint that narrative. I couldn't decide whether they were moving in, or back from the holidays, or just heading to the library with a lot of those heavy textbooks in that roller bag. I finally decided they were best friends moving in.
I just love the collage-like feeling to this painting. I accidentally spelt it Jaques Cartier and had to go back in and fix that. I was so tempted to just leave it (I'm soooo lazy) but I just knew I'd get heat for that. Only took a couple of minutes to repaint the sign. But you know how it is.....Once you "fix" one thing you start "fixing" everything else. You don't stop till you're at the point of ruining the whole thing.....Phew. I like the results. And I won't get heat for anything.
I know the title is misleading. But I'll take heat for that. I'm leaving it. I'll paint the actual bridge another day.
This bluebird figurine adds two things to this painting. It balances the composition and adds an element of narrative. I found bluebird at a consignment shop in Victoria a few years ago. He's appeared in a number of paintings. I'm always on the lookout for bird figurines. I'd be glad to find one even damaged but I think people just don't want to part with these darling things. Sigh.
This is another bunch of sunflowers I got from the local weekend farmers market. I have a collection of different Mason jars. I really like flowers in jars. Especially the type of flowers grown in local gardens. Just such a homey feeling.
I did this a while back and just found it amongst my stuff. I'm posting it here as a preview of what's to come. Sigh, after a long wonderful hot summer we will have a cozy snowy slushy wonderful winter.