Clouds over Highland Lake Laurie Fox Pessemier Acrylic/canvas 11 x 14"
Across the Lake Laurie Fox Pessemier Acrylic/canvas 12 x 24"
"Buffalo" on the Detroit River Blair Pessemier Acrylic/canvas 11 x 14"
Bulk Loader Laurie Fox Pessemier Acrylic/wood 4.5 x 14"
Photo of Dalhousie Lighthouse(s) Lake Ontario
“Uh, oh…the GPS doesn’t work in Canada”. So Blair and I began our bumbling vacation
through the North American wilderness. We were on our way to Detroit (Blair’s family
reunion), and decided to make the break in the journey at Niagara Falls.
Niagara Falls is one of my favorite places on earth (I guess
I could skip “on earth”, because I haven’t made the moon trip yet). We stayed at a hotel terribly far from the
falls – no scale on the “bookings” map.
So that afternoon, instead of visiting the falls we went to the
lighthouses on Lake Ontario.
I was surprised at the sandy beach with trees nearly up to
the water’s edge. The lake was shallow
and Harika and I had a gander in our street wear. Two wooden lighthouses illuminated the edge
of the peninsula, just before you took your boat through the locks.
The next morning, at 7 AM, we headed to Niagara – FABULOUS. Nobody is there at 7:30 in the morning, save
a very few Asian tourists. We were able
to feel the vapors: for me, the energy
of the moving water, the air, gravity infuse me with great motivation. I feel, like Tesla, I could electrify the
world. We ate breakfast on a terrace
overlooking the falls.
When I say we went to Detroit, it was really the greater
Detroit area. Hardly anyone lives in
Detroit, and we were able to make an “unguided” tour of parts of the city. Blair and I always thought it would be
interesting to invest our time in a dilapidated house, which Detroit is famous
for. Instead, our trip “off the tourist
route” was sobering – it was way beyond any project we could undertake.
Architecturally, there were some beauties,
sadly ruined from years of disuse and vandalism.
The reunion itself took place on the banks of the Detroit
river. Huge bulk-loaders passed by,
allowing a quick brush at most. We
loved that.
Our route home took us to see dear
friends in Toronto. It was an easy
jaunt from Detroit. Our friends are art
buyers of many styles, ages – a few Pessemiers hang on their walls. He is now produces a terrific
blog/newsletter about the Toronto Blue Jay’s games, in a sports writing style ( http://longballstories.com/
). We ate lunch, and planned a new route
back.
We drove by the Thousand Lakes,
and plan to spend a little longer there next year. We passed over the metal bridge in the long
golden rays of the late afternoon. Our
trip is in it’s final days, and we look forward to next year.
