For most of her life, Maud Lewis lived in a pint-sized one-room house with no running water or electricity near Digby, Nova Scotia, Canada. The 10′ x 9′ cottage became her canvas, and she painted almost everything. Birds and butterflies fluttered across the door. Vibrant flowers covered the windows, the walls, the cupboards, the little staircase to the sleeping loft, the woodstove, and the breadbox. Even the dustpan was covered in daisies. She never traveled more than sixty miles in any direction from home. She never saw a work of art by another artist and never attended an art class.…