Very much in progress, challenging myself to try and simplify, leave things out, to focus on generating the right kind of mood via color and form.
This is a somewhat accurate depiction of my grand-father's house and barn in Belleville, Nova Scotia. Built in the late 1800s, it's fair to say the family was quite proud of the matching house & barn, both with a mansard roof.
Live a hundred years, and I will never, ever be able to get that exquisite blue of the lake on a summer afternoon. Perhaps it was only meant to be treasured, never painted. Memories, eh?
Random fact: I recall the excitement when word got out that Richard Nixon had bought a Maud Lewis painting. She lived up the shore a ways, near enough for a Sunday drive when Dad wanted us to see her tiny house. Another random fact: I used to own a tin dustpan, painted by Maud Lewis, of three black cats with yellow eyes.