Happening Upon a Plein Air Painter in Winter

“I’m out painting and people ask what I’m doing. I tell them I’m painting. They look at the canvas and they look at me and they look at the canvas. “Really?” they ask. I don’t know what else they think I’m doing. “Yes, really.” – Lynn Rix, plein air painter in every season

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The Lake Michigan Sky at Dusk Filled With Icy Waves

Well I hope you’re not yet sick of my Lake Michigan pictures, because it’s only January and we have a few more months of gorgeous winter icecano shoreline. This is one of about three dozen pictures I took from this vantage point. I knew instantly that this was my favorite by how the waves look like they’re taking a bite out of the icy shoreline while winking at you. The Great Lakes are pretty incredible, I’m fortunate to gaze upon them often.

A Winter Poem for July

Here is a poem I had published in Great Lakes Review, as part of their Narrative Map project. I’m really glad this publication is seeking to feature writers from the “Middle Coast,” known historically as flyover territory in a variety of ways. It runs alongside this picture I took after a snowstorm, when I skied to work to open the tiki bar.

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