Sage smoke, drums, and song fill my senses with hope on Spring breezes. Generations gather and share in anticipation of change and healing. Sleeping giants awake, and ask to be heard through peaceful voices. As Kaministiquia trails beckon in Amethyst glitter, we move as brothers, stepping to the primal heartbeat of Mother Earth. Drums form circles, and gifts are shared in brotherhood at the Lakehead.
Back to the Artwork pageSage smoke, drums, and song fill my senses with hope on Spring breezes. Generations gather and share in anticipation of change and healing. Sleeping giants awake, and ask to be heard through peaceful voices. As Kaministiquia trails beckon in Amethyst glitter, we move as brothers, stepping to the primal heartbeat of Mother Earth. Drums form circles, and gifts are shared in brotherhood at the Lakehead.
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This collector piece is one out of a growing edition that I started creating in 2016. You will notice that the edition number and the artist’s signature is engraved on the back of the kayak, so as more pieces are created in the Kayak Series in the future, the lower edition numbers will translate to an increase in value with the passage of time.
Crafted from the forest, its gunnels and keel gleam with an artist’s touch. Flashes of light across a mist soaked lake supply proof of its presence, as it glides and sways in a rhythmic dance. Markings on a polished underbelly honour the rocky Algonquin and Temagami isles where sanctuary was sought for moments of reflection and sustenance, or protection from leeward winds. As stars appear and night draws near, I wait in anticipation for the coming dawn when once again I can share quiet moments alone with my cedar strip.
Calm waters reveal inverted images of crimson and emerald hues in playful juxtaposition. Reflect on your role in this dual reality. Be steadfast in your dreams, but mindful of others on your journey of inclusion and compassion. Remember to seek only the beauty in others, as you reflect and enjoy the tranquillity of Mirror Lake.
Warmth caresses my soul through speckled shadows upon crystal waters. Silence reaches out to me as a gift from one who knows. Pine fresh visions guide me in directions yet to be discovered, as clouds of wispy textures float overhead. These are the pleasures of kayak summers.
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