A cool autumn breeze blows in from the water. You look out to the horizon and notice the clouds coming in and all of a sudden you’re glad you brought your umbrella. If you listen closely, you can probably hear the waves of Lake Superior crashing far below.

This was the first painting I did featuring Pictured Rocks national lakeshore in Michigan’s upper peninsula. The views from this area are some of the most spectacular I’ve ever seen, and I could probably spend the rest of my life painting them and be happy.