Friday, August 31, 2018
We sailed downeast a bit a week ago and ended up in Stonington to buy some much needed chocolate, and to stretch our legs. Our friend Peter was soloing with us on his boat. He joined us.
We passed this little yellow house. I liked it - reminded me that there are still humble little homes along the coastline that Martha Stewart hasn't gotten to yet.
Little Yellow House • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $250
Tuesday, June 12, 2018
I used to call these things rock piles. Then I grew up and learned the grown up word for rock pile - cairn. So technically these are stone cairns. Why stone rather than rock, I don't know.
Anyway, I thought we could use a little grounding today - throughout the day.
Three Rock Piles • 8" x 8" acrylics framed to 12" x 12" • $250/each
Sunday, June 3, 2018
This is how I felt at breakfast time this morning, however. It's not what my breakfast looked like, but it's what I felt like having not read or heard the news yet. Happy. For me it harkens back to a time when we weren't at war, and there didn't seem to be so many people homeless, out of work and addicted. There was always a war going on somewhere in the world back then, homelessness, no work and addiction. But as far as we Americans knew - which, come to find out, is not a whole lot - this stuff wasn't a worry. Today it is.
So we do what we can and hope that what we do makes someone feel better somewhere out there.
Breakfast - 8"x 8" acrylic framed to 12"x12" • $250
Sunday, May 27, 2018
Boatyard Dog • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12' x 12" • $250
Friday, May 4, 2018
This time of year, especially after a 90 degree day like we had here in Portland the other day, sailors start chomping at the bit to get their boats in the water. The best light is now, the longest days are now, and there is no competition for a spot in one of those quiet, starlit anchorages with the dreaded summer flotillas from away - those obnoxious all-night generator-driven-loud-boom-boxing-air conditioned-tuna heads we sailors call stink pots.
The water temperature in Casco Bay today is 48 degrees. It's a degree colder in Penobscott Bay, so that means full January ski attire including face mask if you want to take a turn around the bay. Some of the old codgers might say it's worth it.
Sailing Down East 8 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" 8 $250
Monday, April 23, 2018
The next big event will be the leafing show when all of a sudden you notices the trees have them and they are like a green haze across the countryside. In the meantime, here's something to hold on to when those rain days come through in a couple of days.
Whoa! It Just Got Sprung • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $250
Monday, April 16, 2018
My thoughts then turned to how much I would love to wash my filthy ratty-looking dish towels and watch them dry outside on a sunny day filled with a soft warm southerly. That's how desperate I am these days, entrenched in and looking ahead at a stretch of some of the most damn depressing damp and dreary weather I've seen for a while.
Damn Damp Depressing and Dreary 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $250