It wasn’t until this painting was completed that the title came to me. It was completed on December 24th, 2008 and when I looked up and out of my window in Gibsons I looked out onto a white, wintery world. We were just coming to the end of about ten days of record-breaking snows. Our community, and the entire west coast, was being held hostage by the ravages of a very unusual winter.
This painting had helped me weather the storm. The actual act of reliving a magnificent spring fishing trip had provided a wonderful diversion for me. The exercise of painting it in the midst of a storm had been equally therapeutic. As I look at the painting it fosters fond memories both of the fishing trip that inspired it, and of the actual time I painted it. I’ll never forget either.