I’m not doing anything differently; I’m painting something different. It would be a sign of failure if my Maine looked like my New York, wouldn’t it?
“The Alaska Range,” oil on canvas board, by Carol L. Douglas Neither rain nor snow nor threat of sleep deprivation shall keep us from our appointed rowdiness. Mary and I coined that as our trip’s slogan. It’s insane. Mary has a cold and I’m feeling an irksome scratchiness to the throat. We can afford […]
Light snow above the Arctic Circle, by Carol L. Douglas. I didn’t even know I had a bucket list, let alone that painting above the Arctic Circle was on it. But as I crossed the Yukon River, I realized that no amount of bad road was going to stop me from seizing this opportunity. […]
Fly from city to city in the United States and you’ll think that we’re a pretty homogenized group of people, we Americans. But get past the Big Box stores, and you’ll realize how diverse we still are.
There’s very little Maine can teach a Buffalo gal about snow. After a lifetime in America’s snowbelt, I’ve seen it in every form. Until I mailed a check on Monday, I’d never had a plow service in my life, and the one I just signed up for is for the house in Rochester. As for […]
One of the most enduring memes on the internet is “things more likely to kill you than a shark,” which frequently include cows. Perhaps the writers can’t tell the difference between cows and bulls, or perhaps cows tend to fall on people, but in my experience they’re generally pretty placid creatures. In any case, there […]
I was outside yesterday when I heard a voice screaming, “Help!” I knew that voice; it was my pal Mary, who lives too many houses away from me to be audible outdoors. I found her with a dead squirrel and a very proud standard-bred poodle, who was the executioner. Lesson #1: if you want to […]
Back in the day, I was a pretty serious gardener. I led a garden group at a large suburban church and cared for my own plants. My schedule during the past few years has nixed that. In many ways gardening is exactly like painting. All the same skills, just different materials. My favorite garden task is […]
I generally walk to the Rockport Post Office for my mail. I haven’t been home for several weeks, so I missed the demolition of this house at 97 Pascal Avenue. It’s a house I’ve admired many times for its mature landscaping and the proud way it sat on its lot. Don’t get me wrong: I […]
Wandering around Denali last week, I came upon a sign bearing a faded picture of a painting by Belmore Browne. A hundred years ago, this artist came within a few hundred feet of being the first person to scale the mountain then known as McKinley. Now he’s pretty much forgotten. In 1906 explorer Frederick Cook […]