12" x 9", Oil on Panel
On the last day of the Fingerlakes Plein Air Festival I made an early morning hike to this creek toward the southeast end of Canandaigua Lake that has been cutting through the deep shale bedrock for centuries. The result is a tranquil set of waterfalls that is a classic Fingerlakes scene that is poetry to the eyes. Seneca folklore tells the story of how the world began in Clark Gully. This is a special place.