Ocean freezing up

Flying out of Grise Fiord a couple of days ago, I took these photos from the plane.  The window was repeatedly frosting up, so these pictures turned out rather well considering they were taken through a layer of frost that I kept scratching at to try to clear.

Here's Grise Fiord (the actual fiord, not the town), with the open water at the mouth of it.  The light is the "golden hour" of evening, even though it's just after noon.  It's only around a week from losing the sun for 3 and a half months, so the days are very short and the sun just scoots across the southern horizon for around 3 hours.  The sunsets are also long and beautiful at this time of the year.

Thin layer of ice, with some thicker pieces that have broken off freezing into it:

I love the patterns that broken ice makes on the ocean:

I loved this pattern, and the way it meets a cloud bank at the top of the photo:

This photo is from my hotel room in Resolute, of the sun setting in early afternoon:

The roof deck

I'm still up in the progressively more-frozen north (the icebergs aren't drifting by any more, they are stuck in the forming ice), but I thought I would post these photos of my roof deck back in Los Angeles, for a little contrast.  These are from April 18, and I guess I was too busy doing not much of anything back then to post them!

I love bougainvillea, and now I have one.  It doesn't always look this good. It almost died of transplant shock when we first got it, and now waffles between looking dead, and being totally and spectacularly covered in hot pink flowers:

A couple of views from the north side of the deck, looking northeast, and then northwest.  The hills are loosely the Hollywood hills, although they have different names in different little sub-neighborhoods.  Click on the photos to get a better look, you can see the Hollywood sign in the distance in the first one:

Looking to the southeast, that is downtown off in the distance.  I forgot to take a photo looking southwest, but you can see Century City from our place.  We can't quite see the ocean, we aren't up high enough.

We don't have any pets, so we have named a lot of the plants.  That is Goliath the Giant Sequoia on the left, I'll be posting about his third birthday once I am back in LA.  That's William the Orange beside him (I never said they were terribly creative names):

The boxes of succulents, we inherited from the previous owner, we think they were staging props:

I forgot to take a photo of the lounge chair, but we have one.  It's tucked into a little alcove in the wall where it stays shady until mid-day, and I read up there sometimes.

I'm looking forward to going back ... it's nice to be able to drop back into summer, no matter what season I leave Canada in.

Low tide

A few more photos from low tide, these ones from this evening.

Actually, this first one is from around 1:30 pm, around high tide, for contrast:

Now low tide, or around an hour before it became it's lowest:

Supermoon tidal ice

The tides were super low this evening, I guess because of the supermoon last night.

I'm standing in soft frozen salt-water slush on the beach to take this one.  These ice chunks are around twice as tall as I am:

Looking back at the RCMP station from the beach:

Below is the floor of the bay, usually water-covered.  I walked around halfway across it in my rubber boots, and could have gone further, except I hadn't checked the tide schedule so I wasn't sure if the tide was about to turn and leave me stranded, so I headed back.  My camera (just my cellphone) was pooping out too, I could have gotten some other great photos out here but technology was just not cooperating.

The photo below is from Sept. 20, but I thought I would post it here, it fits with the tidal ice theme:

Mid-September in Grise Fiord

Sure was snowy when I arrived today in Grise Fiord.  Here are the mountains as we are about to turn onto final approach for landing (this is taken out the right side window, so yes, we are flying directly towards them):

The pond behind the health centre.  It has a thin layer of ice on it.

Sunset, looking towards the fiord.  Mini-icebergs in the foreground, stuck at low tide.

I was out during the golden hour, it made this ice on the beach glow:

Summer is over for me, but it's nice to be back.

Painting BIG

Our new place in West Hollywood has a 2-story living room, with a second-floor loft.  The big wall that extends the whole two storeys was calling out for a large piece of art.  Being frugal, not to mention cheap, we decided that I would paint some thing to fill the space.

I've been painting in acrylics for around 9 years, off and on, but before now my largest painting was 16 X 20 inches, and I hadn't even done very many of those.  I estimated the size available on the wall, and compared it to available canvas sizes, and decided a quadtych (4-panelled painting) of four 40 X 60 inch canvases would result in a painting of around 7 X 10 feet, which would use the available space pretty well.  Not only do they not sell canvases as large as what we needed, they would never fit through the doors of our condo.

Now, the idea of painting this large is pretty scary, especially when you consider the supplies alone cost close to $400 (American $!).  The chances for me to screw it up were substantial, but we really wanted a painting for that space, and buying one would cost thousands.  It's not even easy to find paintings that large anyway.

I had to do something relatively simple to minimize the risk of working past my abilities, because of the financial risks of screwing it up.  We could only afford one go at it!  An abstract would offer the best chance of working out, and would also suit the modern layout of the condo.  

Before diving in, I spent around 10 days doing sample paintings to choose something which would look good.  This is the one we ended up choosing, keeping in mind that the finished version always comes out differently.  This sample painting is around 7 X 10 inches:

The only space big enough to work on was the garage floor, so bye-bye car.  Here I am with the blank, scary canvases:

Just before doing the circles, I decided it would be fun to render them as a maze pattern instead.  I drew the circles in pencil, outlined a solution in masking tape, and then painted thin black lines on, to guide the application of paint (and they would still be visible through the paint to guide the final lines at the end):

Then I built up the paint in layers:

Every painting goes through an ugly stage, and this one was no exception.  I've been painting long enough to know it would probably come out OK in the end, but the evening after I got to the point below, with $400 on the line (American $!), I was kept awake a bit that night brainstorming how to salvage the canvases somehow to try something else if it just didn't work out:

By the way, painting this large is HARD.  I have a shaky hand at the best of times, and reaching the full length of my little arms and trying to make steady lines (especially the final layer when any mistakes would be virtually unfixable), and smooth paint, was really difficult, while balancing my middle-aged body on the hard concrete floor.  I had quite a bit of body pain while working on this.

Next a layer of blue, and I figured after this that yes, it would pull together and look OK:

Dark lines are finished!  The whole thing took around 9 days of painting (around 3 hours a day).  The painting doesn't look that huge while lying on the garage floor, but I stretched out beside it for perspective:

Next, the master picture hanger gets his turn.  Those degrees in engineering and architecture do get put to good use now and then!  This is an 18 foot ladder, and I am taking this photo from the loft, so Ed is pretty far off the ground.

Panel one is up!

Done!

And one more photo from the loft, with the black couch back in place under it:

I know abstract paintings aren't to everyone's taste, but we are really enjoying the effect this one has on the space.  As well, I figure people will at least find the solvable maze in this one to be cool.  (You can go from any circle centre to any other circle centre ... and it's not too frustrating, there is more than one solution.)

Raven acrobat

There's a playful raven that hangs upside down on the wires here in Grise. I was watching this one peck at the other raven on the left, and then when it would react it would drop down and hang upside down, out of retaliatory pecking range. The other raven doesn't know the trick so he'd scoot a little further along the wire, and the upside down raven would right himself and then start over.

Look Ma, one foot!

Nicebergs

We had a dental team visiting for a couple of days, so it gave us a good excuse to pile into the vehicle  between appointments and head out to inspect the local icebergs.  Here's a view of all 3 of them, with the just-past-noonday sun hiding behind them:

Now, these are quality bergs.  Look at that ice wall, beautiful!

Just proving I was really there ... the middleberg is on the right, and the first one, Niceberg, behind my head.  Look how long the shadows are of me and my photographer.

We definitely had to go inspect that cave ...

If it wasn't so darned COLD I would have liked to stick around and admire the subtle colours of ice (the patch in the cave really is yellow), but I scooted back to the vehicle after the one below ...

Good thing for photos, I can admire the ice patterns from the comfort of my living room:

Here's the middleberg as I jogged back to the vehicle.  After this the camera batteries died, so no photos of berg 3 this time.  Guess we'll just have to drive out there again sometime soon ...