A small painting for such a majestic topic. It is easy to understand Lawren Harris’ fascination for icebergs during his travels to the Arctic. The awe felt during a first encounter with large icebergs is indescribable. The mind struggles to imagine the glaciers that are the source of such giants, producing fragments so large, so still, so impassive. Beautiful, yet forbidding. One feels surrounded by a deep silence occasionally broken by a thunder like noise as faraway chunks calve for one of these icebergs. And although one reads and knows that what is seen above the water is a fraction