The Old Coach Road Snow Trail

This was painted "en pane air" (through my living room window) looking easterly over the trail behind our home. 

The snow-laden trail wound its way up the hill to a cluster of homes at the top of the rise.  The sky was a dull, featureless grey but seemed to light the roof tops. While other plein air artists seek strong contrasts between light and shadow, I do relish flat, misty, foggy atmospheres.

To illustrate the dull featureless mood that I relish, as a young child in Melbourne, I would sit for hours listening to rain drumming on our shed's tin roof. As a youth, I'd take Herman Hesse's book, Siddhartha, sit on a large boulder in the middle of a field, and read under an umbrella and a drizzly sky. Maybe that's why British Columbia's west coast rain and mist and the moody work from artists such as Roy Henry Vickers (royhenryvickers.com/) appeals to me.