I couldn’t even see the far side of the narrow Whitefish River when I headed out at 7:00 am. The fog was very thick indeed. I arrived at the Outlet of Frood Lake and proceeded to paint the easterly view as the sun struggled to burn through the thick fog. Similar to Tom Thomson’s “A Day with Sunlight” this is not an abstract piece of art. It is simply an observation of thick radiational fog which is common within a ridge of high pressure in September. There was no fear of UV radiation in this thick fog. I had to hurry to get it done before the strong sun burnt the fog away.
The faint outline of a lone canoeist was intentional. Like any good ghost, the suggested outline does not cast a shadow or a reflection. You might guess who the ghost could be.