interesting time of the year here now, a time of rain ponds and reflections, what with fall staring to colour tumble down, the toureestas gone back home except for weekends,  leaving the north kinda empty, that state where it neither invites you in nor asks you to leave once you are there, feelings exposed and vulnerable,  coming face to face with the angst that one feels up north when staring out at the universe, in this case,  from the open water / rocky shorelines of georgian bay

precambrian rox / 12 mile bay road / georgian bay /       (click on image to enlarge)                                  24″ x 30″ watercolcour / acrylic painted directly on gessoed panel / available 2400.