Gather round in wispy swirls, and flickers of primal light. Become mesmorized by the dance and the twinkle of flame and sparkling ember. Release all wordly concerns that challenge your grasp on this peaceful place, and allow the voices to breathe from the very essence of the Granite and towering Pines. Know you are a steward of this land, as those who hasve shared its gifts before you. Worship the peace in the swirls, and the warmth of the night fire.
Back to the Artwork pageGather round in wispy swirls, and flickers of primal light. Become mesmorized by the dance and the twinkle of flame and sparkling ember. Release all wordly concerns that challenge your grasp on this peaceful place, and allow the voices to breathe from the very essence of the Granite and towering Pines. Know you are a steward of this land, as those who hasve shared its gifts before you. Worship the peace in the swirls, and the warmth of the night fire.
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Dusk descends on all who dwell on this magical island. The fragile birch absorbs the fleeting warmth of sunlit days gone by. The lunar orb is illuminated by reflective light which guide nocturnal creatures to unknown shadows. Relax, reflect, and renew in the calming spirit of the Manitoulin moonlight.
A young Tom Thomson living in urban surrounds, sought solitude in the majestic bluffs of Scarborough. Venturing further east he explored the calm of a lake named Scugog, where inspiration lead to the creation of Near Lake Scugog and Evening Lake Scugog. His gaze is distant, while his four legged companion’s is inward. Was this a sign of his bold interpretations of future northern landscapes? Look inward at your accomplishments and interactions that have proven to be a positive influence on the world, but also look ahead with determination and creativity for a future rich with a canvas filled with vibrant brush strokes. Could these be the lessons of Reflections of Thomson?
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.
We are not alone in this forest of ever changing hues and varied depths of understanding. Images that challenge us sweep in on gentle breezes or forceful gusts, but the strength we absorb from others keeps us grounded. Reach up from the darkness, and be craddled in the branches of the forest’s light.
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