My Aunt Carrie was a traveler. She and her friends took a trip each year and eventually visited 49 states including Hawaii on the day it became a state. She was at the Great Smoky Mountain NP the summer it became a park. I always looked forward to her postcards. On one trip before WWII she visited Canada and brought home this carved nut bowl. I have no idea how I came to have it or why of the many beautiful things she had this is one of the few I still own. However, I did find it interesting that Andre Bourgault chiseled his name into the piece and, in doing some research, determined that he was a very well known folk art carver and on his authentic pieces he “chiseled” in his name. He died in 1957 and had started carving with his two famous brothers in the early 30’s. This was a piece for the tourists, I’m sure. While not wildly valuable this little bowl has two meanings.
