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good morning 2015-2017
It was the only one that could hold us all. She weighed a ton and would get heavier the more water she took on.
The Mitchell , 2017
oil on canvas | 30" x 30"
When she had finally woken up from her long slumber, she took a deep breath, stretched her arms and smiled. She got to go and explore the lake again today.
The Lass, 2017
oil on canvas | 42" x 42"
He would arrive depending on the winds, the waters and the waves. He would be on time unless he wasn't.
The Commute, 2017
oil on canvas | 72" x 36"
She was old and hardly moved. She was also the best big fish hideout on the shore.
The Watts, 2017
oil | 22" x 50"
Our main goal would not be to break down in the middle of the lake that day.
The Lyman, 2018
oil on canvas | 36" x 24"
The visibility was perfect. If we were to find any treasure on the sunken island, today would be our best shot.
The Mooner, 2017
oil on canvas | 68" x 30"
Ice cream awaited to the north, getting there would be the dessert.
The Six I, 2018
oil on canvas | 28" x 28"
The journey would culminate here, where the hidden life of the lake lived.
The Channel, 2015
oil on canvas | 34" x 34"
The boat would unfortunately not look like this after she was done for the day.
The Six II, 2018
oil on canvas | 44" x 28"
It was finally race day and perfect for everything, except of course a sailboat race.
Race day, 2017
oil on canvas | 24" x 24"
She was always the last boat to wave goodby as we passed by and onto the dark trail to skull island.
The Titley, 2017
oil on canvas| 72" x 28"
Another year and another dirty tournament. Today the Penn Yan would help conquer the gash.
The Happiness Boat, 2017
oil on canvas | 46" x 28"
They had been going to the same weed bed since they first met. Sun up Saturday mornings till the stringer was full. Chicken tonight if they weren’t biting.
The Bumpa, 2017
oil on canvas | 54" x 36"
She was back on the waters where she was needed but too many years of neglect and eventual disregard left her in a state of disrepair. What if she could be saved?
The Boat, 2017
oil on canvas | 64" x 32"
She was light, fast and for one season, used often. The next summer, they got a new speed boat and she just waited around.
The Belle, 2017
oil on canvas | 40" x 30"
She came in slow and hard. Most headed to shore soon after the first rumble but a few stayed till the last second and raced her home.
The Storm, 2017
oil on canvas | 72" x 36"
The initial stage finished as the last snow melted away. She was now a sturdy canvas upon which to paint the rest of our tale.
Spring, 2018
oil on canvas | 33" x 22"
It wasn't supposed to storm again so they left her like that overnight. They also didn’t want to rig her again tomorrow. The Fourth would be busy enough.
The Hobie, 2017
oil on canvas | 30" x 30"