Clay, plaster, steel nails and Acrylics on wood panel.

24.5”x 18.5” Framed.

“On a Christmas Day we were mushing our way over the Dawson trail.

Talk of your cold! through the parka's fold it stabbed like a driven nail.

If our eyes we'd close, then the lashes froze till sometimes we couldn't see;

It wasn't much fun, but the only one to whimper was Sam McGee.”

Robert W. Service “The Cremation of Sam McGee”