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Painting a country

Michel Normandeau

The Wind in his Sails

Painting a country

Open air painter Michel Normandeau, associated with the Tremblant region, has tackled the wind and other weather elements of the vast territory of the valley of La Rouge and the valley of La Diable. His palette holds all the secrets of the visual richness of these two Laurentian microcosms. The richness of the open spaces, the unique light, the sand banks on the river shores, the flight of the swallows and of migrating birds, all of it is close at hand to him, for the pleasure of our eyes. Pure enjoyment!

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by Robert Lafontaine

Open air painter Michel Normandeau, associated with the Tremblant…

Yvon Lemieux

My Art and Journey

Painting a Country

Yvon Lemieux was born in the small parish of St. Pascal in Québec. He began painting at the age of 16; it has now been 50 years. Where does time go when you are having fun? Yvon started his artistic journey doing pencil drawings of the people he observed in the town square. He feels very lucky to have had a teacher in the eighth grade who was an artist and had displayed his paintings on the classroom walls. Yvon was soon trying to replicate what he saw; he began to play with colours, forms and shapes on canvas. Keen observation, drawing, composition and colour harmonies were the most difficult elements for him to learn.

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Text by Valerie Kent

Yvon Lemieux is represented by:

Galerie Q

1521 County Road 10, Cavan, Ontario, L0A 1C0

Phone: (705) 944-8888

www.galerie-q.com

 

 

Yvon Lemieux was born in the small parish of St. Pascal in Québec. He began painting at the age of 16; it has now been 50 years. Where does time go when you are having fun? Yvon started his…

Yvon St-Aubin

A Gallery of Electric Pigments

Painting a Country

Thirty years ago, candy pink or purple trees where hardly ever seen in paintings, as elements of composition rather aimed at depicting reality without too much whim or fancy. If landscape artists’ pictorial propositions ablaze with colours are today less rare, the fact remains that Yvon St-Aubin was one of the first to dare use strong colour values to illustrate our countryside in his own particular way, thus incorporating a breath of modernism into a niche essentially linked to tradition.

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 Text by Lisanne LeTellier

Yvon St-Aubin is represented by the Beauchamp Galleries in Québec and in Baie-St-Paul, as well as by Galerie Céleste in St-Sauveur, Galerie O en arts in St-Hyacinthe, the Chase Art Gallery in Beaconsfield and Galerie du Coin in Salaberry-de-Valleyfield.

Thirty years ago, candy pink or purple trees where hardly ever seen in paintings, as elements of composition rather aimed at depicting…

René Gagnon

In Harmony with Nature

Painting a Country

“I do not know whether my paintings are Surrealist or not, but I do know that they are the most honest expression of myself.” Frida Kahlo

Facing me, the man stands straight as an oak tree. His hands are huge. His hair is shaggy, much as Albert Einstein’s. His deep intense eyes reflect the greatest joys as well as the torments of human experience. René Gagnon has been dealing with the hazards of life for all of his 86 years, including 67 years with the demons of creation.

Over the restaurant table, he is showing me the pictures that are included in his book. Here, on a fishing trip with Riopelle, Paul Rebeyrolle and Stanley Cosgrove; another, with Alfred Pellan, taken during an exhibition in Paris. Being cognizant of René Gagnon’s creation is, to me, one of life’s blessings. Could it be one of the best kept secret of Québec art history?

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 Texte de Michel Bois

Facing me, the man stands straight as an oak tree. His hands are huge. His hair is shaggy, much as Albert Einstein’s…