I have been doing piles of reading about polar bears. I have been studying photographs of bears and their landscapes. Not all of which are a thousand feet deep with snow. I have been getting a little frustrated by the number of people that describe the Tundra as a colourless place. Truly. LOOK. This is a photo of the Hudson Bay October 2012 when I was there. It is one of the things that stands out the MOST about that beautiful Northern community. It was incredibly colourful. Deceptively colourful. Sometimes the palette was subdued and sometimes it was electrifyingly obvious (like in this shot).
I have been spending time painting polar bears and although they are very WHITE bears... the colours of the landscapes are always apparent in their fur and shadows. It's one of those quietly beautiful truths...
Today: is technically a holiday here, but I am painting. I've been wrestling with a big bear and every time I make progress he humbles me in a big way. My fingers are crossed (and medicated) and I'm settling in for a long day of enjoyable struggle.