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While on a trip to the Adirondacks to attend a watercolor show, we stopped at one of our favorite antique stores. It was late afternoon and as I walked into the shop, there perched high above everything else on the center aisle was this incredible pond boat, gleaming white in the late afternoon sun. It was screaming out "great white whale" and everything else that is New England with it's hull having an aged ivory patina, sails tattered and stained yet shaped remarkably like the dorsal fin of a Great White Shark. As it now sat in front of the old white paneled doors of our walk-in fireplace where my grandfather kept his cache of cigars, perhaps the always present box of White Owls I would see there added an extra reason to title the painting, "Great White".