Lake Superior, 9” x 12”, oil on panel, 2003
There are many signs of the past along the shores of Lake Superior. Most point to a time when traveling along the coast was not just for pleasure, as it is for many of us today, but instead was another challenge in a difficult existence.
This old boathouse is one of those emblems. Residing in a bay on the west side of Sleeping Giant Provincial Park, it has faired quite well, benefiting no doubt from its protected address. It was a treat having my oldest daughter Andie with me at the time, exploring and learning directly from these encounters. The leaning shack then was more than just a charming subject to paint. For me, it is a link to our heritage, and I hope it remains there for generations to come.