New Harbor Memory

Three years ago I spent a week on Monhegan Island.  It was supposed to be three days and nights but I was feeling too at home to leave.  I did a bunch of sketches and had a really good time with my friend Ellen and the kindred nut cases we met.

Our ferry departed from New Harbor -  a pretty little place that is still a working harbor.  I didn't include the name of the boat in this piece.  The captain would be appalled at the lines of his beloved vessel, not to mention the color of his very conservatively painted shacks.  I will do a more honest version at some point.  This one is simply a fun summer memory.  I remember being stoked just to be taking a week off to do nothing but paint.

As it turned out, and it will be no surprise to those who know me, it was like a summer camp for this girl. I did paint religiously for a periods throughout the day, but I also hiked, hung out at the cafe on the main drag with the locals, had way too much fun at the communal breakfasts and dinners, walked barefoot through the woods, built a fairy house, visited studios of island artists and howled at the moon.

New Harbor Memory • 8" x 8" watercolor and gouache framed to 12" x 12" • $200