
| I'd been to Montréal many times but never
              stayed in the Le Plateau-Mont Royal/Mile End neighbourhoods. The
              pencil sketchbook pages below, in a 13 x 21 cm Moleskine
              sketchbook, are a contrast with the watercolours I did in the
              1990s when travelling and writing my book Canada
                A Journey of Discovery, published in 1998. My travel drawing
              kit has lightened and simplified. I used to carry a heavy case
              with an 11 x 18 inch bound sketchbook and paints/brushes/water; I
              was younger and more ambitious! Now I'm mostly interested in
              catching poses and expressions on people, with a little
              architecture and landscape thrown in occasionally. Searching for
              the perfect line. | 
          










| One of the highlights was a visit to the sugar bush of André
              Rousseau near Saint-Pétronille. He taps each of his 1,500 maple
              trees, moving the taps each year, and connects them with blue
              hoses to his shed. In early March, the sap rises and a wood fire
              slowly evaporates the liquid, reducing it by a factor of 40 to
              create maple syrup. | 
          





| By this stage we had a rented car and drove south into the Haute
              Beauce, a rural area dotted with small towns that, back in the
              '90s, seemed to me to exemplify the old Québec of habitants,
              farms, and fine churches on hills. In that almost three decades,
              most of the towns have changed: chain stores, gas stations and
              large colourful signs on their outskirts, few businesses still
              open on the main streets. In fact it was almost a copy of our
              experience in northern France in the
                autumn of 2023. Even the roadsides had been groomed so it
              was difficult to pull off to the side, and of course there was
              much more traffic. So I did no drawing as we continued through.
              These images from '97 are my touchstones... | 
          







| Late in the afternoon we arrived in Sherbrooke – Lennoxville actually – home of Bishop's University. There was a notable number of international students in an area that still has an Anglo stamp on it .... | 



| The principal reason for going there was to look for evidence of
              my maternal grandparents, the Findlays. I found their grave in the
              Malvern Cemetery and then researched to confirm that he had been
              knocked down and killed by a bicycle on a dark night in October,
              1942, at the age of 60. My grandmother lived to 1967. The flag is
              for their son, my uncle Earl whom I never met, buried beside them,
              who was in the RCAF during WWII. | 
          







| And finally, Montréal tenants and apparently Québecois generally
              renew their leases or move on Canada Day, July 1st. We returned on
              the 2nd of July to find the sidewalks cluttered with rubbish left
              behind, as they had been when we were there a week earlier. It's a
              version of the "Council pickup" in Australian towns, where people
              put all their unwanteds out and they get disposed of for free. | 
          
