ALLAN MACDONALD
Algonquin new paintings inspired by Canada new paintings inspired by Canada
cover dead trees, Tea Lake (detail) oil on canvas | 61cm x 91cm
ALLAN MACDONALD
Algonquin new paintings inspired by Canada
Moment in the Sun Where did this begin? Partly in 2019, when I was awarded the Balavoulin Art Grant, but really over 25 years ago when a friend returned home from Canada with a book called Silence and the Storm. Inside were paintings by Tom Thomson, life size reproductions of his small exhilarating paintings. Something happened: a mechanism that was previously jammed was unlocked. For the first time, despite having lived in the north of Scotland for most of my life, I could see the landscape around me. It wasn’t the road to Damascus, but it was definitely a road. Thomson didn’t do anything startling, especially in light of his contemporaries in Europe. No new language, like Cubism, no Fauvist insight, no questioning of reality. Against such seismic tremors, the work of Tom Thomson would barely register. What set him apart was his trajectory. David Silcox says: ‘Had he not in his last five years created these panels of magic, his life and death would have passed unnoticed’. Harold Town writes ‘Theirs (Thomson and the Group of seven) was an involution of pivotal national significance precisely because it did not mirror, substantiate, imitate or pay the slightest heed to world art’.
It’s within this framework that I begin to understand my attraction. While the Scottish Colourists upped sticks to the south of France or the exotic sands of Iona, Thomson canoed around Algonquin, transforming the ordinary into the extraordinary. So I set of for Canada, uncertain what would transpire. I took about thirty small panels with me and a bag of paints. Expectations were low. Painting outdoors is difficult enough on you own doorstep, never mind across the other side of the world. The first week was dire, but on the third week, I came across Tea Lake Dam. Thomson painted here, immortalised in a black and white photo of him fishing. It was here that I got a foothold. The silence without the storm, high pressure and the fall combining to give a golden stillness. Surrounded, no horizon. Low vantage point, bordering claustrophobic. The outworking of an obsession. But then most art is the outworking of an obsession. I returned, with a bag full of small paintings, mainly yellow, red, blue and green. Garish you might think. Certainly a challenge to handle such attentionseeking colours. But also with a new respect for what Thomson achieved.
Back in the studio, the body of work grew from the original twenty small panels. It took off at a tangent I hadn’t envisaged. New palette, different energy, a greater design element.The paintings try and embody that stillness we sense before something happens. A sense of approaching, waiting, apprehension, longing. Last Autumn, I was painting by a river near Eskadale, impossibly still, saturated in orange, green and gold. I heard a splash and looked up expecting to see a fish. Instead, a lady on a paddleboard slipped past wordlessly, blue black against the gold backdrop. Months later, after viewing Arnold Bocklin’s great painting Isles of Death, I recalled this moment and knew it had to be expanded. In a way, I look on all my paintings as expanded moments. One writer said ‘We do not remember days, just moments’ but some of these moments then need reshaped, edited, singled out, transformed. Above all they mustn’t stay behind us, but must reappear. And that’s my job really: to turn something fixed into something stretchy; a moment in time into timelessness; something instant into something constant; something defined into something illimitable; what’s before me, into what’s ahead of me. Which brings us full circle: Ian Dejardin, Executive Director at the McMichael museum near Toronto, suggests that the elevation of the sketch is one of the most significant legacies of Thomson and the
first view, Algonquin oil on board 25cm x 30cm
Group of Seven. The humble sketch got an upgrade. Something small, quickly executed and immediate became something lasting, valuable in its own right and not a means to an end. Thomson’s ability to distil the vast Canadian wilderness onto a 10”x 8” panel ensured this. Just how much I’ve absorbed this didn’t become apparent until my recent trip to Canada. Even my larger paintings, done on location, are compressed into short bouts of intense activity. Developing that vitality, especially back in the studio, is a challenge that Thomson himself struggled with. If we pull the lens right back, then the overview has the same pattern. While these paintings try and record the moment, they really aim at something more limitless. German artist Anselm Keifer said ‘Art is longing.You never arrive, but you keep going in the hope that you will’. CS Lewis went further: ‘If we find ourselves with a desire that nothing in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is we were made for another world’.
and then came Lockdown. Algonquin began to feel like a mirage, a world of freedom and colour suddenly beyond my reach. A distant oasis. The paintings and even the studio became a haven, accentuated by the travel restrictions, and the gold orange glow lingered through a long winter. Thomson’s early death, on Canoe Lake, appeared to bring his moment in the sun to a premature end. Except that it didn’t. It keeps stretching, propelling forward, a long blue ripple, traceable, heading into the unknown. Keifer might doubt the destination, but rivers can always be traced to the source. We ain’t seen nothing yet. Allan MacDonald August 2021
Returning from the haze and shimmer of Tea Lake Dam, I started developing the small paintings I’d done,
the living and the dead oil on canvas 122cm x 153cm
black shadows, Oxtongue River oil on board 61cm x 91cm
dead trees, Tea Lake Dam oil on canvas 61cm x 91cm
reverie, Tea Lake Dam oil on canvas 122cm x 153cm
foothold, Oxtongue River oil on board 25cm x 30cm
haven, Algonquin oil on canvas 25cm x 31cm
first view, Whiskey Rapids oil on board 25cm x 30cm
Whiskey Rapids Trail oil on board 25cm x 30cm
fall, Algonquin oil on board 25cm x 30cm
blue and gold, Algonquin oil on board 20cm x 25cm
shade, Oxtonge River oil on board 20cm x 30cm
pines, Tea Lake Dam oil on board 25cm x 30cm
rapture oil on canvas 61cm x 91cm
figment, Algonquin oil on canvas 71cm x 91cm
canopy, Tea Lake Dam oil on canvas 61cm x 76cm
dense and intense, Algonquin oil on board 25cm x 30cm
stagelit, Oxtongue River oil on board 21cm x 30cm
the living and the dead (small) oil on board 25cm x 30cm
day of rest, Algonquin oil on board 25cm x 30cm
spotlight, Oxtongue River oil on canvas 122cm x 153cm
deja vu, Algonquin oil on canvas 92cm x 122cm
Greenfield oil on canvas 51cm x 51cm
Greenfield oil on canvas 51cm x 51cm
be still, Eskadale oil on canvas 25cm x 35cm
river idyll, Eskadale oil on canvas 25cm x 35cm
river trance, Eskadale oil on canvas 122cm x 183cm
river life, Eskadale oil on board 81cm x 106cm
Thomson died young, drowned on Canoe Lake. He was gone almost before anyone realised his significance. As a result, there are very few informal photographs of him. I decided to play around with three of the most iconic, two where he is fishing and one where he is smoking. As a skilful fisherman, Thomson would’ve realised how well fishing and plein air painting dovetailed. Often, a lot of waiting, frustration and disappointment; but other times, the landing of a large trout or a jewel like painting. What is certain is that he was sustained by both.
mirage, Tea Lake Dam oil on canvas 71cm x 140cm
flaming larches, Rogie oil on canvas 25cm x 35cm
thicket, Black Water oil on board 31cm x 41cm
larch angels, black river oil on canvas 71cm x 92cm
highland funeral oil on canvas 71cm x 91cm
sheilding oil on canvas 40cm x 56cm
up against the wall oil on canvas 71cm x 92cm
Tor oil on canvas 102cm x 76cm
Finn oil on canvas 102cm x 76cm
between two rivers oil on canvas 25cm x 36cm
ripple, Algonquin oil on board 25cm x 30cm
promised land, Eskadale oil on canvas 92cm x 122cm
PAINTING NATURE'S WHEEL We push the trees aside and enter. Today’s mission is to take photographs of Allan MacDonald for this catalogue. I have chosen this place because it reminds me of a Tom Thomson painting. There is a gorge that gravitates dangerously to the black water below, and above are pine and birch trees which extend their roots into the abandoned old road. If they lose their grip, there will be a large splash thirty meters below. How quickly things are forgotten and how majestic is nature’s return. Allan MacDonald has had many exhibitions in Kilmorack over the twenty-five years I have known him, but this time it is different. He has looked beyond Scotland towards Canada where his artistic hero Tom Thomson painted and imprinted his vision on the nation. Most of the smaller works in this exhibition were painted there, on the banks of Thomson’s lakes in Algonquin land. MacDonald has also looked deeper into the weave of the landscape. In nature new life and death rotate through the seasons, creating wonder whenever the wheel is stopped. Arrested for a moment, and a special beauty is revealed. The artist can catch it and hold it. Our own lives are not very different. We too spin through the seasons.
‘Do you find that you have to turn your whole body to look backwards now, not just your neck?’ he asks me. MacDonald and I are almost the same age. He is now a father, and these are the paintings of a more mature artist. There is a fearlessness in this body of work that comes with experience. When you look closely, nature has wefts and weaves of incredible colour - golds, greens, pinks and blues – and these are not easy to paint. It is like staring at the sun, but somehow MacDonald has managed to harness this life-giving light with an honest eye. There is an ecstatic quality in many of these paintings. The titles tell stories: reverie (lost in a daydream of thoughts,) promised land, the living and the dead, rapture, river trance – of being there and experiencing a connection that people, animals and plants have always felt. This is what it is like to live in nature’s wheel, MacDonald tells us, and few artists paint it as well. ‘Click’ I take a photograph, a moment, and afterwards MacDonald stares down into the gorge composing a new painting in his head. Tony Davidson Director of Kilmorack Gallery
Allan MacDonald with canvases and a gorge
Ragged Falls oil on board 25cm x 30cm
ISBN 978-1-8384862-2-8
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Allan MacDonald has lived most of his life in Inverness-shire. He studied at the Edinburgh College of Art (BA Hons Drawing and Painting) and has exhibited throughout the UK. He is known for his expressive and poetic paintings of the seas and land of the north of Scotland. MacDonald’s latest award in 2019, the Balavoulin Art Grant, enabled him to follow in the footsteps and canoe wake of his Canadian artistic hero Tom Thomson, and to produce this body of work.