Nova Scotia Artist, Joy Laking, posts ramblings while she's travelling and painting in South America.

Wednesday, April 12, 2023

April 12, 2023

 Twice before, I have witnessed the ultimate of luxury shopping;  the first time on Rodeo Drive in Los Angelos and the second time at the Queen Victoria Building, in Sydney Australia. Now we are in the old town of Prague.  In the 1950’s the Jewish Ghetto was leveled




and now ultimate high-end shopping has taken its place..


Inside each shop door, a handsome, thirties-something man dressed in an impeccable black suit with a pristine white shirt stands, ready to open that door, ready to smile and welcome you to tranquil perfection. The sales clerks, at the back of the store are gorgeous young women perfectly coiffed and dressed in fitted black jackets and short skirts.  Their long beautiful legs stand comfortably in black stilettos. Their jewelry is understated, gold or pearls.  All the attention is on the “product”  by Louis Vuitton, Hermes, Tiffany, Prada, or Gucci.  Handbags might be sparkly clutches that shimmer and shine or large, subdued carry-alls. All zipper pulls or fastenings have the understated but recognizable logo.  Something for every occasion as long as you are rich.




Wednesday, April 5, 2023

April 5, 2023

The good news is that the other day, when it seemed like we walked for many miles because we were lost, we came across an art supply store and I am now the proud owner of a pencil, an eraser and three brushes!!!! This is our last full day in Prague and I have decided to post the latest sketches and the unfinished quarter sheet started yesterday because once back in Germany we won’t have Facebook again.  It is still really too cold to paint outside. I lasted only an hour, and because of the cold everything stays wet a long time. The unfinished Charles Bridge sketch was done waiting to go into a concert and yesterday I did the one with the river  while waiting to go on a boat trip!






Sunday, April 2, 2023

April 2, 2023







 Jim and I are really loving Prague.  It is so beautiful and the preEaster time is a great time to visit.  Yesterday we saw exhibitions of Mucha, Dali and Warhol. Although interesting, there was nothing inspiring to me.  Last night we attended a great concert by part of the Royal Czech Orchestra in St. Salvator church.  I had time to do two sketches once we found the venue before the concert.  Unfortunately, I realized that I lost my pencil case with all of my brushes, and pencil. This sketch was painted today with a brush made out of a toilet paper roll, my hair and tape.  Not the best brush.  It does have two ends, one fine and one chunky. 








Friday, March 31, 2023

March 31.2023

Old Town Prague




Winding streets twist and turn,

And often narrow to alleys.

Cars and clusters of Ubber electric scooters 

Line the cobbled streets and sidewalks.


The glorious facades of the five-story buildings are

A rainbow of pastel colours.

The exteriors of these upstairs apartments are 

Covered with embellishment, reminding me of wedding cakes.

Domes, towers, balconies and roofs are decorated with 

Stone sculptures, often of nearly naked men or women. 



At street level are cafes, pubs, hotels, bakeries, ATM’s,

Sprinkled in with brand name shops such as Hermes, Victorinox, Hugo Bosh.

In one shop window, a man in a dazzling, white shirt and immaculate black suit,

Uses a tiny brush to whisk away the dust in a jewelry display.


Outside in  the 10th-century main square,

Located between Wenceslas Square and Charles Bridge, 

Giant rabbits and eggs are decorations for Easter.

Vendors cook hams, goulash and chimney cakes

On outdoor fires.

Some vendors sell baked goods, cheeses, and souvenirs.

An accordion and a bass player fill the square with music and dance.

While the spires of churches, palaces and government buildings

Catch the last of the day’s sun.




Tuesday, March 28, 2023

March 29, 2023





                    On the way to the airport, back in February, I noticed the winter colour of the blueberry 
                        fields with some white pines behind.  I did a little sketch to remind me of this image
                             and this week, while playing around with skies, I decided to try it. There was                               
                           a second  sky experiment on the bottom of the sheet and I decided that instead of the                       blueberry field coming right into the foreground, I would change it into an inlet with reflections.  It felt
good to paint Nova Scotia again even though we are in Germany.




Another quartersheet watercolour inspire by the Uelzen Market.  This time the vegetable stall.




The roses aren't quite finished but they are getting there.

this is the sketch, that I did in the car on the way to the airport.

Tomorrow, we are off to Prague for a week.



 

Thursday, March 23, 2023

March 23. 2023

I thought this one was finished before we went to Holland but thinking about it while we were away, I decided it needed another layer on the sky and that I needed to subdue the buildings just a little bit. So here is is, the first one that I thought was done and then with another layer on the sky and some darkening of shadows on the buildings.





Wednesday, March 22, 2023

March 22,2023

Cherry blossoms in Amsterdam

Canal in Amsterdam

Rembrant's kitchen (Amsterdam)

                                                          Girls waiting for a train in Amsterdam

People sit at train stations

Clutching cellphones.

They stomp along in crowds

Conversing alone.


They are a river of bicyclists

Racing along narrow bike-lanes,

Wedges between car traffic and pedestrians.

Earbuds firmly in,

They take calls, list to music,

Check train schedules.


Signs on shops say

"NO CASH; cards only".

Credit cards are on phones,

As well as tickets to art museums,

Directions, emails, banking,

Menus at restaurants.

Check-in codes for hotels,

Fares for tram cars.


No longer do people handle money.

Contactless transactions are the new norm.



                                                              


Sunday, March 19, 2023

march19 Amsterdam

 Bikers, helmet-less

Often in pristine dresses, skirts or business suits,

Sit upright and pedal hard and fast.

They are a cycling river.



The bike lanes are narrow


Weaving between the cars and us, the pedestrians,


Twisting around light poles and


Electric car charging stations.

 


Many of the bikes have large front carts,


Containing one or two children,


Sometimes an adult,


Often a dog.



It is exhilarating to see this river


Of human energy.


Though, I long to ride a bike again





I would never ride in Amsterdam.

Tuesday, March 14, 2023

March14, 2023

 Four more paintings worked on. I did another small painting of the tulips. This time they were a little bit opened.    By the time we return from Amsterdam in another week, they will all be open or dead.



The tiny still life was so appealing that I did half sheet, still life of the little plant and the salt shaker, and the large leafed parsley in the lovely shaped green wine bottle.  Finally we could eat the pear, the garlic, and the orange!  And I am planning to bring the wine bottle home for future still lifes.



I’ve almost finished the half sheet, night painting.  For some reason, I decided to try it on hot pressed paper instead of my usual cold pressed paper. I feel like I have been fighting the paper all the way through.  It is like painting on glass and the paint doesn’t stay put.



Yesterday at suppertime,  we had a beautiful sky.  Back to rain today.  This morning I decided to try to capture the gorgeous sky from last evening with the rooflines and tops of the town of Uelzen that we see out our window. 



Tomorrow, we are off by train to Holland to look at the art among other things. My new small pack is too small for a quarter sheet of paper so I will just take along a bunch of tiny watercolour pieces for sketches and tiny paintings. Hopefully we will have Facebook at our hotel  Amsterdam and I will transcribe some of these blog postings into Facebook postings.

Friday, March 10, 2023

March 10, 2023

This morning, I awoke to another snowy day in Uelzen, Germany. Kids are throwing snow balls, people are scrapping sidewalks. It is quite slippery for the folks still riding their bicycles.





  With the snow on the roofs, my night time view from my window, looks much different with snowy roofs and so I continued working for a couple of hours on the large still life, I started yesterday.


 


When I got tired of working on it, I looked closely at the tulips that I bought yesterday. When they open, (if they open before we head off to Holland next Wednesday) I am hoping to do a large very loose tulips painting.  In the meantime, I did a tiny sketch of the tulips that I bought yesterday. 




I am reading a most fascinating book in my time off, Glenn Gould, Music and Mind, by Geoffrey Payment.  It is a bit of a tough read but I am enjoying reading about the idiosyncrasies of a creative person.  Lots of them I identify with. I pulled this book off Emily’s book shelf in our apartment not knowing that it was a recent gift to Emily from her father, Phil, just prior to his death.  Emily is doing a big music adjudication this June in preparation for studying for a degree in Music Education.  I can see why her Dad gave her this book.  The start of the book upto about page twenty-five is really about the importance of playing with the heart, in addition to playing with the music.   When I was forty, I took fiddle classes every Friday night with an excellent music teacher Peter Dunn. For many of the folks who played by ear in the class, Peter would tell them “Pay attention to the music”.  For me, who easily could read music, Peter would always remind me to play with heart and stop focusing on the music! 


Since we arrived in Uelzen, I have had a relationship with a pigeon, sitting on the top of a roof in my view out the window.  “Aren’t you cold, aren’t you lonely?” I would ask him.



Then yesterday, Jim noticed two smaller pigeons on the roof and I realized that my pigeon friend is not a pigeon at all but the top of a chimney that appears over the ridge-line of the house. 





Wednesday, March 8, 2023

 March 8, 2023


Lots of people think that watercolours allow no room for changing your mind.  Everything has to be done right the first time.  I used to think that, but gradually after playing around with oils and acrylics, I realize that it is possible to do watercolours without preplanning and to keep the creative challenges all the way through a painting.  Here’s an example, I worked on today:the bakery truck, at the market in uelzen, Germany.  In the first go round, I had a jumble of bread on the shelf in front of the sales person.  I decided that I needed to all a second baguette to sort of solidify the clutter.  I had left some white areas on the lower shelves to  try to get a feeling that they were covered in plastic. 




So I set to work with my tiny fitch scrubber and lots of clean water and scrubbed out another baguette on the upper shelf.  I also scrubbed the hard white splotches on the lower bread. 






Then we went to the market and bought a baguette and I decided on only one lower support because I felt the full one was too much in the centre and might really divide the image.

Here is the finished painting.



Tuesday, March 7, 2023

March 7 2023



Yesterday, I woke up at six-thirty this morning and all of the roofs and trees were laden with snow.  I immediately did a little sketch of it out the kitchen window.  It was beautiful but I am certain that Jim didn’t think so when he got up. 





We also found the way to the craft show.  It reminded me of why I don’t like craft shows.  All these poor people just hoping that you will buy something. The only way I enjoyed the Portaupique market and the Great Village market was that I bought something from everyone.  At the craft market that wasn’t possible.  And there was very little that was actually a true arty craft.  There were some wooden stumps with melted glass bowls on them that were great.Of course, it was the huge ones with more than one bowl on them that I liked.  There were some metal ducks that I particularly liked but they were all the same in different sizes and I wondered if they had copied the duck from something since the other animals and ants were pretty basic. They were colourful and if I had been sure the maker was an artist I would have bought one for Danica.  There were three purse makers and all the purses were quite lovely and well-made.  Of course, the one I liked best was made of salmon leather and cost almost four-hundred euros, too much for me.  And then I have the entire issue that since I am a vegetarian do I want to have animal products in my attire.  I do love my red leather shoes and they have held up for years and so I am iffy on this.  I decided I can either find a recycled purse at Louis’s, our second-hand shop and then embellish or dye  it to suit me or I can use my little back pack that has no leather in it and came for free with Susie, my walker. Anyway, there was nothing as wonderful at Danica’s jewelry at the craft market except the stump with two large molten glass bowls and so I didn’t buy anything. 




We were a little low on basics, wine, bread, butter, milk and cheese and so off we walked to the grocery store.  The butter here is fabulous as it is required to have more fat in it.  It is softer and more delicious than our butter.   I did find out that I have to weigh the orange, the apple and the pear that I bought in the vegetable section not at the checkout!  Before we came back home we had wonderful coffee and sweets at the grocery store, bakery, and restaurant.  Everything looked and smelt fantastic and there were lots of people waiting for their turn to get coffee or baked goods.  I wish we had someplace that served such incredible bread back home.





Yesterday, we bit the bullet and found accommodation in Amsterdam in the Museum area for March 15 to 21.  We also booked our trains so hopefully, we will be able to pull this off.  We only have one change of train so we should be able to accomplish the trip.


Today I got up at six and spent an hour or two working on a larger painting of night out the window.  When I got tired of working on that one, I decided to try a tiny sketch of stuff that was on the table in front of me.  Of course, I got hooked and spent the rest of the morning painting this tiny one. This afternoon I finished up the Hunderwasser Train  Station, which I started outside a few days ago and the Flower Sellers.

 




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