September 9th, 2016
Kenora, Ontario Canada
Oil on Canvasboard, 18 x 24 in (I think)

I painted this, though I was not intending to fess up about it any time soon. I like the water on the left especially, I am angry about the trees. In real life, there is a bridge where lies that straight of sand. The right hand side is a still bay, while the left is subject to currents and a lot of boat wakes as it bears the brunt of welcome channel traffic (“Welcome” is a term I will use with extremely limited sincerity until the date silent, wakeless, environmentally protective boat technology is the law and custom on the lake.) Where was I? Ah. Well, I’m still mad at myself for what I didn’t think went right with the trees. Maybe next year when the memory of what it isn’t has faded, I’ll appreciate it for what it is.