Tag Archives: North End Shipyard

Picking oakum

Tuesday I ran through some composition rules for my students, including “don’t run rays out the very corners of your painting,” and “don’t cut off corners with diagonals.” On Wednesday, I broke both those rules. Not only did it work, but I knew it would from the first lines. I assume it’s because the closed corner acts as […]

Boat out of water

Occasionally I miscalculate and stumble into the cordon of standstill traffic on I-495. That happened yesterday. I spent a lot of time contemplating truck traffic that would have been better employed in the North End Shipyard sketching the Grace Bailey. As much as I’ve enjoyed visiting Buffalo, I was concerned that I would miss her. Built […]

Young firs, old spars

For a brief moment there on Wednesday, I was warm enough to doff my jacket. Then Peter Yesis made the mistake of mentioning that this was going to be the nicest weather of the week. An hour later, the wind was kicking up whitecaps on Penobscot Bay and we were thoroughly frozen. I’ve painted twice at […]

Just sailing along

The forsythia blooming here is not the obedient, tightly pruned shrub of the suburbs, but the wild, sprawling mess of the shrub in its natural state. Along with spring flowers comes the first flush of license plates from away and visitors strolling along Main Street in Camden. I mentioned this to my pal Mary, who […]