Set aside the devices that claim to connect us, and lift up your eyes and soul to the beauty within your grasp. Take pause from the life of competition and turmoil, and reach out to those who search for a sympathetic ear and understanding eyes that have seen their pain. Rejoice, for you have made a human connection more powerful than a number on a screen. Breathe in the wonders of silence in radiant swirls of warmth and light, and be absorbed and rejuvenated in the stillness.
Back to the Artwork pageSet aside the devices that claim to connect us, and lift up your eyes and soul to the beauty within your grasp. Take pause from the life of competition and turmoil, and reach out to those who search for a sympathetic ear and understanding eyes that have seen their pain. Rejoice, for you have made a human connection more powerful than a number on a screen. Breathe in the wonders of silence in radiant swirls of warmth and light, and be absorbed and rejuvenated in the stillness.
Your clear waters calm my soul with every stroke of my paddle. My red canoe is drawn to islands where solitude and reflection have sustained me through formative years. A father’s love of nature flows through my veins like warm Summer breezes, and lessons learned are appreciated with every sunset’s glow. You are the catalyst that reunites long lost friends. You are Lac-du-Cerf.
Release yourself from the trap of materialism and superficial goals. Rejoice in the sights, sounds, smells, and the touch of the sky, and all that lies beneath its gentle blanket. Pause and admire the stand of Birch set in a forest bathed in the fading light of milky and misty yellow hues. Marvel at the simple complexity of golden ivory.
Paddle strokes heard through the morning mist foreshadow an artist in search of inspiration. Algonquin presents its gifts to all who are willing to receive. Some see landscapes in vibrant colours and bold brushstrokes, while others pass without thought. Be a painter with your presence. Protect the forest, and guide others to respect its treasures. Move slowly, and absorb the vistas before you. Take pause from devices that distract, and discover your inner Thomson.
More than one hundred years have passed over Achray landscapes. A guardian of the land, entrusted to protect the pillars of the forest, ventured along Grand Lake shores in search of inspiration. Across the waters of Carcajou Bay, violet horizons roll in serpentine rhythms, while foreground branches bow in sunbathed splendor. He ensured his dependent lived forever in his oil sketch, as rocky shores, pristine waters, and windswept Pines were the culmination of Thomson’s Jack Pine visions.