Without the humble ship’s cook, none of us would be here today.
I am out of small toned canvases, so I took a 9X12 with me to paint my quick sketch at Rockport harbor. It’s, well, sketchy, but I needed to be done by noon. As I painted, I watched a man playing fetch with his dog, a tiny little ball of black fur named Moose. As I was packing […]
Imagine the housewife in, say, 1910, making her morning coffee. She comes down the back stairs to empty the ashes from the woodstove and stir what coals are left. After coaxing the embers into life, she might hazard the inside pump, or, if she is a fatalist, she just goes for the jug of water […]