Our country, born of the Precambrian shield, and framed by majestic mountains ranges releases its natural wonders from the very fabric of the land. Lakes, rivers, and wetlands breathe the lifeblood into the nation, and form ancient paths used for millennia by our indigenous people. Continue to support inclusion and respect for all who are privileged to call Canada home, and take time to breathe in the true north strong and free.
Back to the Artwork pageOur country, born of the Precambrian shield, and framed by majestic mountains ranges releases its natural wonders from the very fabric of the land. Lakes, rivers, and wetlands breathe the lifeblood into the nation, and form ancient paths used for millennia by our indigenous people. Continue to support inclusion and respect for all who are privileged to call Canada home, and take time to breathe in the true north strong and free.
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.
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 canoe, so as more pieces are created in the Canoe Series in the future, the lower edition numbers will translate to an increase in value with the passage of time.
Yield to me your secrets that I may know the storms I must endure. Yield to me your secrets that I may know the peace I may encounter. Yield to me your secrets that I may know the journey with faith and joy through the waves of my life.
Early snow brings pause to all who ply these waters. The call of geese overhead reminds me of the passing season, and the gentle approach of the next. Memories return to summer morns, and carefree paddles on mist shrouded lakes. Without the return of melting warmth, we are only left awaiting spring.
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