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Gordon
Henschel
My
father was a trapper in an age when dog teams and canoes were the mode
of travel in Eastern Manitoba and Northern Ontario where, from pre-school
years until my late teens, I was literally a product of that wilderness.
It has irrevocably shaped my art. Always a drawing enthusiast, I learned
to paint in oils and acrylics under the tutelage of Arni Siggurdson, an
artist friend with an art degree from Denmark. The Group of Seven and the
French Impressionists were soon discovered and incorporated into my style.
Painting direct from nature, “en plein air”, was a way of working that
would continue for me for the rest of my life. After a move to Port McNeill
on Northern Vancouver Island, watercolours became an important part of
my life in order to capture the soft hues and mists of the coast. I have
been painting for over forty years, twenty-one of them full time professionally
and have always considered myself privileged to be able to
interpret
the world around me in this marvelous fashion. |
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| Spring Rites
The aerie lies high on the top branches of an ancient snag on a platform of twigs, grasses and moss. Each spring, amidst warm coastal rain showers and swirling mists, the eagles prepare for their new brood by cleaning and renovating the huge nest that can often reach a weight of several tons. Mated for life, the pair re-enact their annual ritual, heralding the coming of new growth and new life.
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| Life is an Island
Sea lions are ever vigilant for the whale called Orca. A resident pod poses no threat, since their food is mainly fish; but a transient pod, silent and deadly, prefers mammals!
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| Canyon Pool
The Tsitika is the last wild river on the eastern side of Vancouver Island and flows into world famous Robson Bight in Johnstone Strait. The canyon and its pools are, for most of the year, a roaring spectacle and a favourite lair for the steelhead, a magnificent seagoing rainbow trout that is one of 18 species of fish spawning in this river. In the winter, when water flow is done and torrents abated, the snow creates a white magic over the valley beckoning the visitor to trudge ever onward over the hill and around the next bend. Truly a winter wonderland.
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Coast Range
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