Although my work as a theme artist has kept me very busy for over three decades, I’ve never lost this love of fine art drawing. In my travels, I always stop frequently to admire and record what I see - especially the old, rusty relics of days gone by. This past summer, my brothers and I drove back to BC’s Interior to where I spent my formative years. That trip was a journey into my past, and on the way, I discovered I sorely missed the drawing I used to do as a way of making a living. It was an itch that begged to be scratched.
This drawing is of an old wagon we saw in Castlegar. My artistic license allowed me to add a tree I had collected from another location on that trip.
Although my work as a theme artist has kept me very busy for over three decades, I’ve never lost this love of fine art drawing. In my travels, I always stop frequently to admire and record what I see - especially the old, rusty relics of days gone by. This past summer, my brothers and I drove back to BC’s Interior to where I spent my formative years. That trip was a journey into my past, and on the way, I discovered I sorely missed the drawing I used to do as a way of making a living. It was an itch that begged to be scratched.
This drawing is of an old wagon we saw in Castlegar. My artistic license allowed me to add a tree I had collected from another location on that trip.