8″ x 10″ Acrylic on canvas
“Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.”
― L.M. Montgomery
As I look out my window, to a cold, rainy day, my thoughts go to all the good times spent the past summers in the Bancroft area, in Northeastern Ontario. A place of wilderness, lakes, rivers, trees, and beautiful light.
It’s an area where I do much of my photography, in all seasons. But today, I recalled canoeing from high falls, at the base of Baptiste Lake, up to the main body of water. I’m reminded of rocky shores, dark spruce groves, and wonderful skies, filled with the movement of summer clouds.
That’s what I was trying to capture with this quick painting, one brief moment in a series of moments that make up this summer memory, paddling the channel with my wife, simply enjoying the day together.