tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50016310192254505462024-02-02T11:41:31.334-04:00From Our CoveErichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15349743471451562039noreply@blogger.comBlogger101125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001631019225450546.post-1225165893018892682014-06-30T12:09:00.001-03:002014-06-30T12:09:12.209-03:00The Square Foot ShowThe Grand Manan Art Gallery on Saturday, June 28, opened the First Annual "Square Foot Exhibit", which has been a great success.<br />
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The premise is simple: anyone can submit up to two pieces of art, upon submission of an entry fee of $25. But every piece must be 12" by 12", framed or unframed. All pieces would have the same selling price: $200, with the Gallery getting its percentage. This was to be a fundraiser for the Gallery.<br />
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A total of 96 pieces were submitted by 57 artists; 27 were from Grand Manan, and 30 were from elsewhere. There were different media used in the creations and a lot of imagination and creativity was evident on the walls of the gallery.<br />
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I haven't done as much painting recently as I should, but I really wanted to be part of this show, so I picked up a couple of 12" x 12" canvases. I decided that the subjects needed to be simple for this format So I painted a "Gull Soaring" for one of my pieces:<br />
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For the other, I painted a simple subject: a colourful "Lobster Buoy" on the open sea:<br />
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A large crowd came in for the opening night, and everyone had a grand time walking around looking at all the pieces on the walls. To add interest, each person there was given a ballot and asked to chose their three favorite pieces and write them down in order of preference and put the ballot in the box.<br />
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I know it was a difficult decision trying to figure out which ones to choose. (I didn't think it would be right to choose my own, so I avoided them and pondered my choices).<br />
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Anyway, Last evening I was pleasantly surprised to receive a call from David Ogilvie (the organizer of the show) to tell me that the "Lobster Buoy" was voted #2 for the show.<br />
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I told David, that one of his submissions had actually been my first choice for its brilliant colours and textures. All in all, this was a great idea, and kudos to David for organizing it.Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15349743471451562039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001631019225450546.post-28336736749246839952013-10-22T10:24:00.000-03:002013-10-22T15:36:44.157-03:00Whale BreachingI haven't been painting for a while, but after watching some whales perform out in the Bay of Fundy off Grand Manan, I thought I should try painting a whale breaching. So over the last several weeks, I have been working on this painting, finally put finishing touches on it this morning.<br />
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I had taken lots of pictures of these amazing performances and selected one to help me get what it should look like. But having photos wasn't quite enough for me to be sure of what I was painting, so I looked up several sources on humpback whale anatomy. That way I could emphasize the features a little to be faithful to what the whale looks like.</div>
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When a whale breaches, jumps out of the water, it makes a huge splash. It is an awesome display of power to propel such an enormous mass out of the water; quite exhilerating really. And I expect the whale feels pretty good too, showing off that kind of power. So it was quite a challenge to paint the spray sparkling as it slides off the whale and explodes off its fins.<br />
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These pictures were taken with the painting right on my easel, before the paint is even dry. I hope sometime soon to get good light conditions to be able to make prints of this painting to be available for people who would like a print of such a display of natural power.Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15349743471451562039noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001631019225450546.post-53224791461265512392013-08-12T20:46:00.001-03:002013-08-12T20:46:54.418-03:00Fairway BuoyLast week I did an oil painting of a fairway buoy out at sea, to which I have given the unimaginative title "Fairway Buoy":<br />
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I enjoy painting the sea, so I had fun with this, which is mostly sea, except for the red and white fairway buoy. I would have liked to have painted the buoy entirely red so that it would stand out better, but no; Transport Canada says it is supposed to be red and white, so I painted the buoy looking at the red side.<br />
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Fairway buoys are found off the entrances to harbours, and can be passed safely on either side. Being located well off from a harbour, fairway buoys encounter a lot of heavy sea in bad weather. My fairway buoy is contentedly cresting on a swell.Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15349743471451562039noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001631019225450546.post-22232940829395446012013-08-02T21:51:00.002-03:002013-08-02T21:58:19.928-03:00Driftwood FrameQuite often broken lobster pound slats that have drifted about the Bay, wash ashore in our cove. I hadn't paid much attention to them, but there are always possibilities.<br />
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My recent painting of a red lobster buoy in open ocean is an odd size, so a driftwood lobster pound slat seemed like a good candidate for framing the painting.<br />
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So I carefully cut out sections avoiding nail holes, mitred the corners and rabbetted a place to secure the painting, and viola! A Driftwood Frame.<br />
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The framed original painting will be for sale at my booth at the Rotary Community Market tomorrow, along with a few other originals and a whole lot of prints, map posters and note cards. See you there!Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15349743471451562039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001631019225450546.post-32403284577713107742013-03-29T16:20:00.001-03:002013-03-29T16:20:57.891-03:00Oil painting of open seaWell, today I did my first oil painting in about 30 years. I have been thinking about trying oils again after being reminded of it by seeing an image of my oil painting "Dory Memories", painted about 30 years ago. I have been mostly working in acrylics, quicker drying, perhaps a little more forgiving.<br />
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But oil paint has a richness to its colour and texture you can't get with acrylic. So I went to Luke's store "Endeavours" in Fredericton (great store for art supplies, by the way) and picked up some water-soluble oil paints, which are also almost odourless (another problem with regular oil paints).<br />
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Since I hadn't done this for so long, I decided my first oil should be a small canvas to try it out, just 11" x 14". So what to paint? Well, for me it had to be ocean, and what better to paint that open ocean: <br />
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Since it is oil paint, I expect it will take days to dry, so I photgraphed it on the easel:<br />
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I hope to make some prints of this too, if it seems that people like it. As far as the buoy goes, I have no idea whose mark it is, or even if it is a local mark, but the colours worked for me in the picture:<br />
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Perhaps the richness of colour and testure will convince me to spend more time working in oils once again:<br />
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I enjoyed this return to oils; perhaps I will do some more soon<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">The two men in the dory are going into a herring weir, to make sure the fish are still inside and see how many are there.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">Here, the dory is being manoeuvred<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>into the weir between nets hung on the weir poles and the “drop”, a net across the mouth of the weir to hold the fish inside the weir. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">The fisherman with the oar is “sculling” the
dory, working the oar back and forth, twisting it each way so that it cuts
through the water like a propeller blade and pushes the dory forward.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The stern of the dory has a notch in it that
acts as an oarlock for sculling.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
"Sculling" allows a dory to be propelled in tight quarters where there is not room enough to spread oars to row.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"></span></span>Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15349743471451562039noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001631019225450546.post-72744709191490487392013-02-08T10:33:00.000-04:002013-02-08T10:33:47.813-04:00Dory MemoriesAbout thirty years ago I did an oil painting of a dory on the back of Grand Manan Island. I was quite pleased with how it turned out, and it wasn't long before it was sold and off to a new home in Ontario.<br />
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Well, recently the owner kindly made the image available for me to make prints of the painting, to be able to share it with others who, I hope, will like it as much as I do.<br />
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The whole painting is intended to convey the grand peacefulness of the back of Grand Manan Island, with cliffs in the background in softer colours.<br />
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The water has a light ripple, which dances with reflected colours.<br />
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And of course, the old man rowing his dory is deep in thought, drinking in the grandeur of the cliffs and delighting in the solitude; the only sound being the gentle splash of his oars dipping softly into the water and the soft creak of the oars in the thole pins.<br />
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Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15349743471451562039noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001631019225450546.post-36616051744335034272012-12-05T14:05:00.000-04:002012-12-05T14:05:39.776-04:00200 years ago today brig Plumper lost
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA;">The Fundy coast of </span><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA;">New Brunswick did not take the War of 1812
terribly seriously as a national conflict.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>W. Stewart McNutt provided some interesting insight into this era in his
book “New Brunswick: a history, 1784 to 1867” which was published almost fifty
years ago.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The primary effort in this region of
the Province was to capitalize on the hostilities for economic gain for the
provincial ports.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This attitude played
before the backdrop of the American Embargo Act of 1807, which forbade the
sailing of any American or foreign vessel from the United States to foreign
ports for commercial purposes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This
ill-conceived attempt to build domestic industry and markets by cutting the
United States commercially from the influence of foreign trade, was quickly
countered by the Free Ports Act, passed by the British government, to open
specified ports of the Maritime Provinces to American shipping.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Halifax, Shelburne and Saint John were the
first, with St. Andrews added in 1811.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Indeed,
the many coastal indentations of Passamaquoddy Bay, next to the American
border, made St. Andrews a preferred port because of better opportunities for
smuggling.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The border ports of New
Brunswick and Maine, therefore, became beehives of illicit trade.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">With the outbreak of the War of 1812, Great
Britain thought it to be of strategic advantage to encourage New Englanders to
continue a profitable exchange of goods across the border, in spite of the
wishes of Washington, the motive being to deepen political divisions within the
country.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The result was an air of
neutrality in the Bay of Fundy, where greed for trade took precedence over
bellicose politics.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Indeed, the citizens
of Eastport, Maine, unanimously voted to maintain good relations with the
people of New Brunswick.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Breaking the American embargo was a
most lucrative business opportunity, so the war effort of New Brunswickers was
primarily directed at trade with the enemy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>American vessels that had broken the embargo and sailed into the Bay of
Fundy were hospitably received.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Below
the border there were indignant allegations that some Yankee skippers
deliberately surrendered the vessels as "prizes" to the British Navy,
were safely escorted to Saint John where their valuable American cargoes were
unloaded at a good price that enabled them to "ransom" their vessels
and sail home with the proceeds of profitable trade.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">To carry out this trade, American
vessels had to elude their own country's warships, but were then hospitably
received and escorted by the British Navy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Privateers, on the other hand, had been given letters of marque to prey
upon enemy vessels, and their motives were directed toward personal gain rather
than national economic strategy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As a
result, there was a delicate tension in effect, where privateers hunted for
American vessels with lucrative cargoes, but these same vessels obtained escort
by His Majesty's navy, intent on assisting the trade that enriched New Brunswick
ports.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The busy shipping activity took that
place during the war of 1812 would appear entirely confusing to any outside observer.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Besides keeping privateers in check and
escorting illicit American trade, naval vessels were also used to move about
soldiers, militia and other citizens among the ports, as land transport was
almost non-existent.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA;">Because of the activity of privateers
around the mouth of the Bay </span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">of Fundy, from either side of the border, passengers wishing
safe passage and those shipping valuables, travelled aboard naval vessels,
being afforded the protection of powerful guns and the authority carried by
these.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Considering the slight threat
from engagement with U.S. naval ships and the clear dominance over privateer
armament, His Majesty's naval vessels represented the most secure marine
conveyance. </span><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA;">One such naval vessel was the Brig <i>Plumper</i>, belonging to the
Royal Navy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A Saint John newspaper
recorded the movement of vessels such as these, for their arrivals always
sparked interest in the port, for this was the way that the most influential
persons of the day might arrive in the city.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA;">After arriving in Halifax on November
30, 1812, with a convoy of six vessels, His Majesty's Brig <i>Plumper</i> then
set out from Halifax for Saint John with a full complement of seamen and
several passengers. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">But even the dominance of
the Royal Navy could not prevail against the unforgiving elements.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>At four o'clock on Saturday morning, December
5, 1812, the </span><i><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA;">Plumper</span></i><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA;"> ran ashore at Red Point, a little
over a mile down shore from Dipper Harbour, which is in turn a little over 20
miles down the shore from Saint John.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The
spot she struck is exposed to strong winds blowing in from the mouth of the Bay
of Fundy, a shallow cove below a steep and rugged cliff.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In the darkness, confusion and heavy seas,
with the brig fast breaking up and going to pieces, those on board attempted to
reach the shore, so near, and yet beyond grasp for so many.</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">When daylight arrived and the
survivors huddled on the bleak shore took stock of their situation, they found
that their cold, wet, bedraggled group numbered only thirty.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The only officer to make it ashore was
midshipman Stephen Hall, who landed safely along with the pilot, Samuel
Simpson; the rest were sailors and marines.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Their commander, Lieut. Bray, had been lost, along with the brig's
master, Captain Marley.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In total,
forty-five persons were lost - officers, crew, marines and passengers.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Shortly after daylight, messengers
were despatched through the thick woods to Dipper Harbour, and thence the
message was taken on to Saint John, conveying the news of the catastrophe and a
summary of the lost and survivors.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The
report also noted that the <i>Plumper</i> had been carrying nearly $30,000 in
specie, but added that it was expected to be saved.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The authorities in Saint John wasted no time
in responding.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>On Sunday, December 6, H.
M. Schooner <i>Bream</i> and the government sloop <i>Brunswicker</i> set sail
for Dipper Harbour to pick up the survivors at the wreck and assist in saving
what could be recovered.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">On Monday evening, December 7, the <i>Bream</i>
arrived back in Saint John with the survivors picked up from the wreck of the
lost <i>Plumper</i>.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The newspaper of
the following week published a list of those who were lost in the tragedy and
those who survived.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But no mention was
made of the specie, whether recovered or lost.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA;">The notion of treasure persisted down
through the following century and a half; I recall hearing of it from an old
hard-hat diver in the 1960's.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In the
early 1970's, a Saint John diver, Gary Austin, scoured the bottom thoroughly in
the area of the lost <i>Plumper</i>, looking for clues to the existence of the
shipwreck and possible treasure.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>With
all the speculation on the possibility of gold and silver coins, green-eyed
divers took a keen interest in what he was doing.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Gary had cooperated with the New Brunswick
Museum in what he was doing, and his responsible approach was rewarded by a
letter in September, 1972, from a provincial Minister of the New Brunswick
Government, d</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">eclaring
"the site of an historic wreck considered that of HMS </span><u><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA;">Plumper</span></u><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA;"> to be an
historic site and also a protected site".<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Enough was found to suggest that this could indeed be the site of the <i>Plumper
</i>wreck:<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>heavily encrusted cannon,
pieces of old iron encased in thick concretion.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I visited Gary Austin and, with his
cooperation and directions, dived on the wreck site in August, 1973.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The remains of the <i>Plumper</i> lie in
fairly shallow water in, very exposed to rough sea, under a cliff of red rock
at Red Point.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The sea floor there is
made up of rocks, boulders and rubble, with rocks moved about in every
storm.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Whatever might be left of the
wrecked brig would be badly beaten up, strewn about and buried.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">When I first went down on bottom, I
could see no sign of wreckage anywhere.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>To be satisfied that this was actually a wreck site, I wanted to find at
least some traces of shipwreck.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Finally
I found some badly decomposed fragments of very old iron, scattered, partly
buried in rubble.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Certainly the divers
working on this site faced a daunting task.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Were it not for the dreams of the existence of buried treasure, I doubt
that anyone would have bothered with this shipwreck site.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Considering the unstable bottom, subject to
heavy sea breaking to bottom, the New Brunswick Museum should count itself
fortunate to have acquired as many items from this site as it did.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The story and scant remnants of the <i>Plumper</i>
are a direct link to the interesting naval activities of the War of 1812.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>While we cannot diminish the importance of
this catastrophe in loss of life, with forty-five lives being snuffed out that
bleak December morning, it was the intrigue of sunken treasure, whether or not there
was any actually there, that piqued such intense interest in this
shipwreck.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Were it not for the dreams of
treasure, perhaps these traces of this shipwreck would never have been found,
and the <i>Plumper</i> would have been a forgotten tragic event.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But dreams of gold and silver kept the <i>Plumper</i>
alive in the lore of the Bay, and with her story we are reminded of the
interesting role of the Southwest Fundy coast in the 1812 hostilities between
Great Britain and the United States.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15349743471451562039noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001631019225450546.post-47711213957147061472012-10-29T11:42:00.000-03:002012-10-29T12:25:02.612-03:00The Sloop "Majestic"<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I recently completed a painting of the sloop "Majestic" built at North
Head, on Grand Manan Island, in 1902, by William Alexander Flewelling.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Originally owned by William and Frank
Flewelling, she was subsequently owned by John A. Ingersoll, of Seal Cove.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I had a couple of old photos of the “Majestic”
grounded out in Seal Cove harbour, which is what I used to create the painting.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">It was in the Seal Cove context I wanted to depict the sloop,
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">One of the challenges in this painting was to depict seas
breaking away from the viewer.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Most sea
paintings show waves breaking toward you, but to be consistent with the wind in
the sails, I needed to paint waves breaking away from me, where little trails
of foam are left behind the breaking wave.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">This was a fun painting to do; challenging, but with
rewarding results.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I will soon have
prints of this painting available.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So,
for any of Seal Cove’s John A. Ingersoll descendents or relatives, a print of
this painting might be a great gift to keep your family in touch with your
heritage!</span>Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15349743471451562039noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001631019225450546.post-17617007649750172342012-09-07T21:03:00.000-03:002012-09-07T21:03:00.738-03:00Dark Harbour Dory printI just completed a painting of a dory in Dark Harbour at sunset<br />
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The dory depicted in this painting is dated before outboard motors, when the stern board was notched for single-oar sculling, moving the oar back and forth across the stern, while changing the angle of the blade to give foreward thrust.<br />
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I will have prints of this available at Market tomorrow and hope to have some in stores soon too.Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15349743471451562039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001631019225450546.post-49733669139566436742012-08-20T19:36:00.000-03:002012-08-20T19:36:40.961-03:00River Steamer "Majestic"Excursions along the Saint John River were popular at this time of year a hundred years ago. And one of the steamers providing the river cruise was the popular "Majestic".<br />
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The "Majestic" was built in Toronto in 1899, and ran up an down the Saint John River from 1902 until she was retired in 1942, making this one of the last steamboats in regular service on the river. She was the first steel hull steamer to ply the Saint John.<br />
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A coal fired steam engine ppowered her screw propeller to give this steamer great dependability on her service about the Saint John River system<br />
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Mention the "Majestic" and many of our more elderly Saint Johners will still remember her with the fondness of a pleasant nostalgiaErichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15349743471451562039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001631019225450546.post-39768357056761425572012-08-16T19:48:00.000-03:002012-08-16T19:48:43.590-03:00LumpfishThis is the time of year when a lumpfish turns his mind to thoughts of family. He not only turns his mind, but turns his skin colour too.<br />
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For most of the year, a lumpfish is blue grey in colour, but during the breeding season, the male turns orange. Not only that, but the male guards the eggs too.<br />
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When I was diving, I always enjoyed running into these cute little fellows, so when the Huntsman Aquarium asked me to do a painting of sea life, I chose a lumpfish to paint.<br />
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They are not particularly streamlined, nor do they have big fins and powerful swimming muscles. In fact, quite often when the tide is running hard, they simply cannot swim against it. Quite often around the herring weirs, we would see lumpfish pressed against the twine by the tide, unable to swim against the current.Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15349743471451562039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001631019225450546.post-39001259391900943732012-07-27T21:24:00.000-03:002012-07-27T21:24:43.932-03:00"Seal Cove Crick, 1968"Last week my cousin Marg showed me a painting I had done for her in 1968. I had forgotten about it, but apparently I had visited with her and her family in Halifax, and in appreciation, I painted them this painting of "Seal Cove Crick". And no, that's not a spelling mistake; in Seal Cove, it's not "The Creek", it's "The Crick".<br />
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Seal Cove, near the southern end of Grand Manan, was a busy little harbour in the 1960's; a lot going on there. Depicted in the painting, we have a purse seiner tied up at the General Marine boat repair shop, getting some repair work done.<br />
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Seal Cove also had its own little sardine cannery. Tied up to it is a sardine carrier, heavily laden with sardines, ready to unload to provide another day's packing for the workers there.<br />
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Marg loaned me the painting to make prints from it so that others could enjoy the memories of the busy little harbour that was "Seal Cove Crick"<br />
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And I will have framed prints of "Seal Cove Crick, 1968" at the market too.Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15349743471451562039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001631019225450546.post-20743034079819192042012-06-24T17:00:00.002-03:002012-06-25T09:59:47.045-03:00"Grand Manan V"With the ferry "Grand Manan V" resuming summer duties starting tomorrow, this seems like a good time to introduce my painting of this ferry just completed recently<br />
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Every ship has some special characteristics that you associate only with that ship. For me, the most striking feature of the "Grand Manan V" is how little fuss she makes powering through the water. If you ever watch her sail by, she slides throught the water making hardly any wake at all. The designers at Knud E. Hansen sure did a great jobs with the hull lines under water to get the hull to part the water so effortlessly. Accordingly, I painted the ship in very calm water, trying to convey that very smooth and minimal wake.<br />
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When she was designed in Denmark and built in the Netherlands and delivered to commence service to Grand Manan in August, 1990, the designers provided an attractive rendering on the funnel of the provincial galleon logo on blue waves, that was copied on the new "Grand Manan Adventure".<br />
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And, of course, to give it a universally understood Grand Manan context, I have depicted the ferry sliding smoothly past Swallowtail Light.<br />
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Here is a print of my painting of a Merganser with her little ducklings.<br />
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The female Common Merganser looks like she is having a "bad hair day", with the tuft on the back of her head.<br />
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What a steep learning curve for the tiny ducklings to try to learn to feed and fend for themselves in so short a time.<br />
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<br />Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15349743471451562039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001631019225450546.post-70415754119839800892012-05-13T15:24:00.003-03:002012-05-13T15:24:53.375-03:00YellowlegsSome yellowlegs arrived in Our Cove a few days ago, as they do every spring. This year they seem to be running a few days late. We make a note when they arrive each year, and it usually ranges from the last few days in April to the first few days in May. We enjoy their distinctive call as they scurry about, foraging along the intertidal shore.<br />
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So it seems like a good time to feature my "Yellowlegs" print in the shop:<br />
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This fellow is depicted standing on a rock in the early mornig sun, with the tide up, waiting for it to ebb and expose the seaweed which hosts all sorts of interesting things a shorebird loves to eat.<br />
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The rocks present interesting lighting in sun and shade:<br />
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Of course, that makes for interesting reflections to paint in the water:<br />
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The early morning sun on the water teases the colour palate choices, which makes for fun in painting:<br />
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Our yellowlegs will soon be heading further north for the summer, but we look forward to seeing them in late August on their southerly migration.Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15349743471451562039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001631019225450546.post-71422989381343397642012-04-07T14:42:00.000-03:002012-04-07T14:42:05.937-03:00The old "Grand Manan III"Old pictures of the ferry "Grand Manan III" have been posted on Facebook recently, with lots of comments of people's memories of the old vessel. So it seems like a good time to bring up a picture of a painting I did of the old ship several years ago.<br />
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The "Grand Manan III" was never built to be a ferry. Originally a yacht, she was pressed into service in World War II in North Atlantic patrol. Right after the War, she was purchased in Sydney, Cape Breton, from War Assets, refitted as a ferry in Saint John, able to carry six cars.<br />
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The cars were hoisted aboard the stern deck with metal slings on each wheel, with a pole slid through eyes in slings on each side to keep the slings lined up. In the mid 1950's, her deck accommodations were modified to increase the capacity from 6 cars to 9 cars.<br />
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The ferry carried the Island's freight in the fore hold, which required time both on mainland and on Grand Manan for loading and unloading freight in slings lifted by the winch and forward boom.<br />
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In the 1960's, before being replaced in 1965, the ferry made <strong>five </strong>round trips to the mainland each <strong>week</strong>. On Monday, she went to St. Andrews and back, stopping at Wilsons Beach. On Tuesday, she went to Saint John (I think she stopped at Wilsons Beach). Staying in Saint John on Tuesday night, she returned to Grand Manan on Wednesday, carrying much of the Island's freight. On Thursday it was St. Andrews and back. Friday was a long day, going directly to Saint John, and returning the same day. And Saturday was St. Andrews and back.<br />
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(When the "Grand Manan" arrived in 1965, with her 25 car capacity, one old timer remarked "she'll never be full"!)Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15349743471451562039noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001631019225450546.post-660055756661162802012-04-06T16:21:00.000-03:002012-04-06T16:21:40.413-03:00Gulls on the Open SeaThe summer gulls have been back with us at Our Cove for a couple of weeks now. In fact we have a pair of gulls who stay here, right in the cove, all summer long. Oh, they come and go, and fly off at high tide to do whatever gulls do, but they spend most of their time right here.<br />
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All this reminded me to feature a print of seagulls over the open sea; so I put up an 8 x 10 framed print on the Etsy shop.<br />
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This print features herring gulls, the most common kind in the waters off Grand Manan. <br />
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They are graceful in flight, social and yet very competitive. And it is a delight to watch gulls soar in gale force winds, winds that ground lesser birds.<br />
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At home in the air and comfortable on the surface of the ocean, gulls are admirably adapted for life on the Bay of Fundy<br />
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And of course a painting of the sea in the Bay of Fundy would be lacking something if we didn't add a lobster buoy to give it a real Maritime flavour.<br />
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Seagulls at home on the open Bay of FundyErichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15349743471451562039noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001631019225450546.post-73284532378108461912012-02-04T16:29:00.000-04:002012-02-04T16:29:18.435-04:00"Choosers"It's no secret that Grand Manan is a tad isolated; that's what happens when geography plops you out in the middle of the Bay of Fundy. This led to a simple classification system for the entire population of the world: those who were born and brought up on Grand Manan, and those who weren't.<br />
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Sometimes the Grand Manan attitude toward others hasn't really been as warm as it should: while non-Islanders might be the finest kind of people, they just didn't have that Grand Manan pedigree. Hopefully that sort of thinking is becoming a thing of the past, and if a recent thread of comments on Facebook is any indication, I think it is.<br />
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While conversation was positive, a term was still used that doesn't really help: "CFA's" or "Come From Aways". With comments going back and forth, a recent enthusiast for our Island community talked about choosing to live here, and a term was coined: "Chooser". At that point a Grand Mananer said he "chooses" to live here too. So there you have it.<br />
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The neat thing about the word "chooser" is that it is deliberately positive. It doesn't matter where you were born and brought up, if you are here because you deliberately want to be; you are a "Chooser".<br />
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So, take that, Wikipedia, you heard it in a Grand Manan Facebook converstion first: "Chooser - someone who deliberately chooses a particular community to call home."Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15349743471451562039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001631019225450546.post-18116391152625245912012-01-19T19:20:00.000-04:002012-01-19T19:20:36.301-04:00Remembering the "Lord Ashburton"<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Fifty-five years ago today, the 1,009-ton barque <b><i>Lord Ashburton</i></b>, under command of Captain Evan Clarke Crerar, of Pictou, while bound from Toulon, France, for Saint John in ballast, ran ashore and was totally wrecked at the north end of Grand Manan in a northeast snowstorm at 2 a.m. on January 19.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br />
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</div><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Eight men were saved, twenty-one men, including all the officers, perished.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Most of the bodies were so badly mutilated that they could not be identified.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span><br />
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The headland where she struck is now known as "Ashburton Head".<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">She was built at Brandy Cove, St. Andrews in 1843 by Joshua Briggs for Nehemiah Marks.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>One of the survivors, James Lawson, originally from Denmark, following his convalescence, returned to Grand Manan and settled there.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>His oft retelling of the story of the wreck of the <i>Lord Ashburton</i> etched the story indelibly in Island lore.</span></span><br />
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West Quoddy Light, near Lubec, Maine, is the easternmost point of the United States. At the northeast corner of the US, this lighthouse sees its share of snow storms. In fact, because the ground there is so often covered with snow, the lighthouse was painted with red stripes so that mariners out at sea could more easily see the lighthouse on winter days against the backdrop of snow. During the day, a lighthouse used to be a more essential visible landmark to allow a mariner to reckon his position.<br />
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In keeping with the sense of nautical heritage that is harkened when we think of pre-radar, pre-GPS navigation, when mariners needed to see their landmarks, I have included a schooner in the painting. And, of course, snowy ground.<br />
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So, although we don't have any snow on the ground around Our Cove, we can enjoy the white stuff in a painting or print on the wall. Actually snow in a painting isn't really white (but don't get me going on that, since snow really reflects the colour and intensity of light with which you see it), but you know what I mean. And of course, black in a painting isn't really black, but reflects a variety of colours and intensity, as can be seen in the lantern cap<br />
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So enjoy your snow vicariously, in a painting or print; snow you don't have to shovel, or trudge through, or get stuck in. Actually, I am just fine with an open winter, but we Canadians think we have to have snow with our winters, so here is some that won't melt and won't freeze your toes.Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15349743471451562039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001631019225450546.post-6459498779875358062011-12-03T18:57:00.000-04:002011-12-03T18:57:57.542-04:00Dory Fishing Christmas CardsLast week at the market, a customer who was interested in my print of dory lobster fishing, asked me if I could make her some Christmas cards from the print. After deciding on the layout and the choice of lettering style, I spent some time experimenting with the colour of the Christmas greeting, until I ended up with a colour a little redder and darker than the dory, but not a bright red. For me, it works quite nicely.<br />
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Well satisfied with how the new cards turned out, I decided to make some more in case others might like these very nautical cards of Christmas greeting.<br />
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If these appeal to you, I can provide a pack of 12 cards, with envelopes, for $20, plus $4.00 for shipping (unless you happen to live on Grand Manan and want to drop by to pick some up).Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15349743471451562039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001631019225450546.post-338321739249866142011-11-26T07:08:00.000-04:002011-11-26T07:08:24.770-04:00Market Day PicksOver the last few days, leading up to Grand Manan Christmas Market, which will be open at the Grand Manan Community Centre today from 10 until 4, I have covered the various series of prints of my marine paintings; today I will provide a pick from each series. It might be a personal favorite, a popular one, an interesting one.<br />
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From the Lighthouse series, because I like the sea and the mood in the painting, I am picking "Gannet Rock Afternoon":<br />
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From the Age of Sail series,for the muted tones and mood, "Fog":<br />
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From Steam and Diesel, the ship fondly regarded for bailing out our Island community when other vessels let us down, and retiring from service finally this year, "Grand Manan":<br />
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Among the paintings of Fundy natural living things, the whimsical "Lumpfish":<br />
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Shipwrecks tell us that the sea is a whole lot more powerful than we humans; I like the way the awe and power of the sea in "Perseverance":<br />
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And for good measure, my newest print of a recent painting, "Dory Lobster Fishing":<br />
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The first shipwreck (the earliest one) is a schooner that was capsized in a terrific Bay of Fundy gale on New Year's Eve in 1819. The masts broke off and the hull came back upright again. All the crew were lost but the Captain, who managed to rig a makeshift sail on the stump of the foremast and reach the Nova Scotia shore, demonstrating an enormous amount of the quality for which the schooner was named - "Perseverance":<br />
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At the northern end of Grand Manan Island is a rugged cliff where a dramatic shipwreck story unfolded in a January snowstorm in January, 1857. Twenty-one men perished, but eight survived the ordeal. The headland was since named for the barque that was wrecked there - "Lord Ashburton":<br />
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Schooners were the tractor-trailers of a hundred years ago, carrying freight of all kinds back and forth along our coasts. Inevitably, in fact almost weekly, some were blown ashore - "Stranded":<br />
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Gypsum mined in the Windsor area of Nova Scotia was transported in barges to New York to make plaster for house construction in the eastern US. One of the ocean goin tugs built in New York to tow these gypsum barges wound up stranded on the St. Mary Ledge, the outermost of the Murr Ledges, off Grand Manan, under curious circumstances in January 1906; the tug "Gypsum King":<br />
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In October, 1909, a cargo steamer coming across the Atlantic to Saint John piled up one stormy night on the treacherous Old Proprietor Ledge, off Grand Manan. 35 lives were lost; six of the crew stayed with the ship and were later rescued by life savers from Seal Cove. The painting depicts the rescue of the remnants of the crew of the "Hestia":<br />
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A Norwegian owned steamer got off course in a December storm in 1936 and ran ashore on the rocky coast below Lorneville [west of Saint John]. A heroic young Norwegian seaman swam a heavy hawser ashore through raging surf and scrambled up the cliff and secured it to a rock. The others on the ship tightened the rope and all were able to make it to shore. The painting depicts what I think the ship might have looked like sunk on bottom there the next day; the "Kings County":<br />
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The prints of these paintings are available in three different sizes and with three different frame styles, as noted with complete information at ericallaby.com<br />
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</div>Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15349743471451562039noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001631019225450546.post-84948526455459891232011-11-23T20:50:00.000-04:002011-11-23T20:50:41.063-04:00Living Things of FundyMost of my paintings are of man-made things of various kinds, lighthouses, sailing ships, engine powered ships, boats, even lobster buoys. But I have overlooked a great variety of beauty in the living things we find in our Bay of Fundy. So I started to fix that by painting some of these living things this year. And I have prints of these paintings for sale, and will have some of these at the Grand Manan Christmas Market this Saturday. And if I don't have the exact one you are looking for, I will be pleased to try to fill your request with just what you need.<br />
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First, I had fun painting this cute little fellow. I enjoyed running into these little fish when diving, Normally a greyish colour, the males turn bright orange in breeding season. (Now someone might think of some smart comment about that, but I'm not going to touch it!) Anyway, here is a fish common to Bay of Fundy waters, who goes by the unflattering name "Lumpfish":<br />
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Perhaps the most commonly seen bird around our shores in the seagull, herring gulls, to be precise. Powerful and graceful in flight, social but highly competitive, I had fun painting "Gulls on the Open Sea":<br />
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Ducks frequent our sheltered Fundy shores, laying their eggs and raising their young. Mergansers are common visitors to Our Cove, and I have depicted this Merganser mom showing her little ducklings how to forage for food in the tidal shallows,"Merganser & Ducklings":<br />
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We have lots of shore birds visiting our Fundy shores during their migrations north in the spring and back south in late summer and fall. I painted this little fellow on a rock in the early morning waiting for the tide to go down a little more to expose some interesting breakfast in the tidal rockweed. In real life, he probably wouldn't be that patient, but would be busy actually wading in the shallows. But, hey, I can take artistic licence to create a mood with early morning light! "Yellowlegs":<br />
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Hope you enjoy the living things of Fundy. I have framed prints in three different sizes and in three different frame styles. Details on frames are found in ericallaby.comErichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15349743471451562039noreply@blogger.com0