When in Rome do as the Romans do, when in Queensland sketch a koala while travelling on a train from the Brisbane airport to the Gold Coast. This little koala was sketched from a travel brochure I picked up at the train station but I did see a koala in the wild the next day. The koala was darker than I expected. I am a somewhat concerned about its tree-choosing skills. It was snoozing in a low spot, in a small, short tree that was extremely close to the road!
I’d like to try to sketch, Marlo, the Gold Coast Labradoodle. Such a cute face!
Runaway Bay is a picturesque suburb on the Gold Coast in Queensland. Winter is a nice time to visit Queensland, when it’s not too hot. I stayed at the clean and spacious Runaway Bay Motor Inn. It’s not flash but I liked the vertical lines of the palm trees, so I quickly drew it up while I was waiting for my ride.
I also visited Mullumbimby to deliver some of my art prints and greeting cards to the Tinker Tailor Dancer Tailor shop located on the main street. Niyati, the owner, introduced herself to me at Salamanca Market last year when she bought some prints and cards for her business. Here’s a small sketch of her shop, with cars (usually I try to avoid drawing cars :-)). It’s a busy main street with a surprising amount of parked cars everywhere, including a long way down all the side streets.
A chair and plant I sketched when I had a few minutes before I headed back home to Tasmania.
I’ve just arrived back home from an awesome and fun five-girlfriend weekend away, staying at one of my girlfriends’ shack in Orford on the east coast of Tasmania.
A view from the shack. (I didn’t take the photo from the exact same spot that I did the quick sketch).
We walked along the track at the back of the shack which led to a stunning beach.
Along the way we somberly paused at sheer quarry walls that convicts, living on Maria Island, were brought across the water to quarry. It must have been brutal work and lives lost at the site. The sandstone quarried here was used for buildings in Hobart and Melbourne, including the Melbourne General Post Office, Town Hall and Melbourne Law Courts. The quarry operated in the area from 1870 to 1890. The remains of the tram lines used to transport stone from the quarry to be loaded onto ships are still visible at Shelly Beach.
In the evening, we stayed up late, talking, reminiscing and laughing over dinner and a glass of wine. In the morning, we walked The Old Convict Road.
We wandered through remnants of a harsh existence for the convicts building the Convict Road.
We had one final piece of Liz’s to-die-for flourless chocolate and hazelnut cake and then parted ways.
It was somewhat difficult to enthusiastically approach today with the bleak weather forecast of rain and strong winds but it turned out to be much better than what was predicted. There were short bursts of rain and light winds but nothing severe. I think the weather forecast put many stall holders off because there were a lot of empty sites today.
Despite the poor weather forecast, there were a lot of people about, maybe because Hobart is hosting the Festival of Voices? One of the first visitors was a young couple, she was from Brazil, and he, from Germany. I had to pass on my condolences for the World Cup Football (soccer) as Belgium defeated Brazil. I overheard three women speaking French while they were looking at my art. They were visiting from Quebec, Canada, so I took the opportunity to give my French a short workout.
I met a lovely lady from Ballarat, who also participated in the 30x30directwatercolour Facebook challenge, and her daughter-in-law, who lives in Hobart, originally from Lithuania. We decided that we have the love of urban sketching in common. Urban sketching is rather new to me. Here’s one of my most current sketches. I’m not sure what to do with the tree in the extreme foreground, so I’ve just left it blank for the time being.
A family from Sydney, whose son plays the saxophone in the Sydney Youth Orchestra, purchased a ‘Black & White + One’ print for his music teacher or conductor. I can’t remember which one.
A senior lady, from Launceston, Tasmania, bought a ‘Glamour Girls’ print for a member of their “Hens’ Group”. They have been meeting fortnightly for 56 years now! She said that she was the young one and she is in her 80s. Another ‘Glamour Girls’, along with an ‘Outback Glamping’ print, is heading to Victoria, and another ‘Glamour Girls’ print is going to Sydney. The original Glamour Girls painting is going to Jakarta, Indonesia. It was bought at the very end of the day, in the midst of packing up.
A lady bought prints for her two friends’ 50th birthday. ‘Poppy Fields’ is for a friend living in Hong Kong and ‘Glamour Girls’ for her friend living in Australia. A ‘White Faced Scops Owls’ print is journeying to the Sunshine Coast, Queensland. The organiser of the New Zealand and Australia Health Educators Conference in Hobart stopped by too. She said that she was too exhausted to go sight-seeing. She bought a small print to take back with her.
Often children are given a few dollars to spend at the market. I thought it would be nice to have something available in the small-change price range. I was able to source stickers and debuted them today. Some children bought them.
Tote bags arrived during the week and they went quickly again.
This week’s most popular print was ‘Glamour Girls’.
A thought to ponder: “The desire to create is one of the deepest yearnings of the human soul.” ― Dieter Uchtdorf
Wishing you a creative and happy week,
from the Pjpaintings stall #30 at Salamanca Market.
The car parks, and creativity, were overflowing on a brilliant blue sky winter’s day at Birchs Bay Art Farm’s Sculpture Trail in southern Tasmania. The farm grows and harvests native pepper, thousands of bunches of Dutch Iris each year and has a large organic vegie patch on its more than 100 acres of diverse native bush land. It also has a growing and thriving sculpture crop, as each year it purchases and adds to its collection of permanent sculptures.
Mr. Pelican by Jivanta Howard is a large fun piece. The pelican patiently obliged to the many photo requests.
These steel sculptures made by Mitch Evans is titled Pagan Spirits. To my eye, they have a Picasso feel to them. Very cool.
These are some sculptures from previous years acquired by the farm.
I didn’t get very far trying to draw Sparky the Ewe.
There are many more sculptures. It’s well worth a visit to see all the works of art. The bush, trail and art is truly wonderful.
Delivering artwork to the “art as mania” involved staying overnight in Deloraine, Tasmania. Art as mania is a large gallery that houses a lot of art, community activities/groups and some very cool massive refurbished furniture.
It now houses some art featuring adventurous emus. Art as mania Gallery is located on the very appropriately named street – Emu Bay Road.
I stayed overnight at the Tarcombe House, built around 1898 on a land grant to Thomas Reibey, a once prominent politician, Premier of Tasmania and Colonial Secretary. The house was also a birthing hospital for two decades from 1929.
The temperature dropped in the evening, so the roaring fire and fresh walnuts from the walnut tree in the front yard was lovely.
Thanks for stopping by and I hope that the rest of your week bubbles along nicely. 🙂
My ride from Vancouver to Edmonds, USA (a suburb in Seattle) was quite memorable. The train was scheduled to leave Vancouver at 5:30pm. When it got closer to 6pm, it was announced that the brand new locomotive wasn’t communicating to the older control system, so the train was going to be turned around and they will drive the train to Seattle using the back locomotive. So, we travelled to Seattle backwards. All our seats were facing forward but now they were backwards, which didn’t matter much because it wasn’t long before it was dark and you couldn’t see the passing scenic views. The seats were comfortable and spacious. Heaps of leg room compared to flying!
When travelling, the cars on the tracks do sway quite a bit and I found it difficult for painting or drawing, but I did this quick sketch of the passenger sitting across from me.
When we arrived at the US/Canadian border, at the Peace Arch, the American border guards came on board to collect train passengers’ Declaration documents and sight passports. When a border guard collected the man’s, sitting across from me, Declaration card, they asked him what kind of meat is he bringing into the country? He answered, “what do you mean?” The border guard answered, “you’ve ticked meat on your Declaration card.” He replied, “oh, that was my meat sandwich! I ate it.” That was rather funny.
About an hour out from Edmonds, the train came to a screeching halt. An announcement was made reporting that “we have a situation”. I immediately thought that there might have been a person on the tracks. Many train drivers suffer Post Traumatic Stress Disorder from this type of extremely distressing situation. Thankfully, after a while, they announced that there was somebody on the track but they were able to stop in time and he was not injured in any way. We waited for the police to come and safely remove him, did a brake check and then we were on our way again. I was really amazed that we were able to stop in time, with presumably one less braking system when travelling with one non-functioning locomotive, and with the diminished visibility with the darkness.
The train arrived in Edmonds, without further incidences, an hour late. Despite the delays, I prefer travelling from Vancouver to Seattle by train than plane.
Although Seattle’s Space Needle was being refurbished, some sections, including the restaurant were closed to the public, it was still worth going up and seeing the view. I can’t say that the views were spectacular on the day I went but they were impressive. They’ll be more impressive when viewing from the ceiling-to-floor, and floor, glass observation deck, which is currently under construction.
The Space Needle was built for the 1962 World’s Fair. It is approximately 184 metres (600 feet) tall, can withstand winds of up to 320 km/h winds and earthquakes of up to 9.1 magnitude and it has 25 lightning rods. It is a Seattle icon.
While waiting in the queue for the lift down, I started sketching the view below. I didn’t get too far with the sketch before being escorted into the lift.
This is the view that I started to sketch. A bit ambitious! 🙂
I took this photo of the reflection of the Space Needle in one of Dale Chihuly’s large glass marbles. His art gallery, with garden, is next door to the Needle and it is quite memorable.
While waiting for the bus to go home, I started sketching the building on the corner. I got a bit further with this drawing, but still have a row of windows and paint to add. Macy’s is one of the main department stores in US.
On a semi-rainy day we hopped on the ferry at Edmonds, a suburb of Seattle, and sailed into Kingston to explore.
The gangway was decorated with great art made from local beach findings.
I sketched this cute boy in his puffer jacket drawing at a table on the ferry.
We passed by this large quilt displayed in a shop window. I only captured a small portion of it. I’ve never seen one like this where in between the petals it is just left open (fabric-less). I think it is quite original and creative. I’m sure many a quilter may be uncomfortable with this being declared as the finished state.
We had lunch here. I am surprised to see quite a heavy French influence and presence in Seattle.
We walked along the water…
and then took the ferry trip back to Edmonds, Washington, USA for more Seattle sights and day trips.
Thanks for stopping by. Until next time, take care. 🙂
… and the journey commences … with lining up at the Hobart airport in Tasmania with tall netball players, from Wales, and breakfast near a bunch of Australian men’s water polo players, both on their way to the Commonwealth Games on the Gold Coast, Australia.
I liked this café’s visual and educational display of herbs at the Sydney airport, while waiting for your coffee, you can increase your herb-knowledge.
I didn’t have much time to sketch at the Sydney airport but I decided that the lines in this scene created enough interest to try to quickly draw.
There was a lot of turbulence on the flight. Each time the drinks cart was two or three rows away, hot drinks was cancelled due to turbulence. A cup of tea finally arrived 10 hours into the flight!
I used two different lavatories on the plane and found it intriguing that both had ashtrays, considering that smoking was banned on all Air Canada flights in 1990! Were we really on a 28, or more, year old plane??! Nostalgia? Recycled? Maybe it’s a policy to re-use parts to reduce throwing things into landfill. Very worthy of applause, if this is the case.
Art is as unique as an individual’s fingerprint. Countries have a unique art fingerprint too. When you pass through the Vancouver airport, there’s no mistaking that you’ve entered Canada because of the wonderful art on display everywhere.