Arts & Ideas Magazine - June 2012

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Marthas Vineyard
Arts & Ideas

Celebrating Our Creative Island
New Generation
Sun As Electricity
Amelia Smith
Imagine
How Creativity Works
Jonah Lehrer
Talking with Trudy Taylor

Interconnected Life
Patrick Phillips
LLOYD KELLY
Juillet en Provence
40 x 48 oil on canvas
Recent Paintings of Provence

July 5 - 20, 2012
ARTISTS RECEPTION
July 12 6:00 - 8:00 pm
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snow fence in september Top Left, Clockwise Sam Low, Richard Koury, Richard Koury, Susan Savory
About Arts & Ideas, INc.
his summer A & I will publish three magazines loosely based on two themes: imagination and resilience. These are big, broad themes that touch us all. From my perspective the ideas of imagination and resilience come with a question: How do we
as individuals and a community imagine and create new things, and how do we respond to shock? This summer we wont so much try to answer these questions as we will share the evidence of imagination and resilience found here. This evidence is in each of us: In the life of a ninety-year-old. In the loss of a loved one. In an innovative response to the cost of fossil fuel. In imagining geologic time and glaciers. And, of course in imagination made evident in full through the arts. The reason behind these themes is straightforward. Imagination is essential. Its on par with knowledge, food, clothing, money. It carries us to the moon, to ancient China, to cures for cancer. With it we make simple, tasty meals. Most of all, imagination healthcare. Imagination gives us bounce, relieves stress in reflection and in the act of creation. A & I wont fix things, but by surfacing and celebrating our imagination and resilience as a community we hope to help us imagine. In this issue, Trudy Taylor shares her infinitely curious self. Sarah Das talks about the Laurentide and Greenland ice sheets. Sam Feldman, Sandy Broyard and others discuss grief and recovery from the loss of loved ones. We also look at the prospects for solar energy and the potential to generate our own renewable energy. We even draw on a national author to share his ideas on imagination and how creativity works. Perhaps most important and relevant, imagination and resilience are essential aspects of island life. They take on particular social value and meaning here in peoples make do, bring forth, create and recreate a life approach. Life on the margin does that. And, whether people are wealthy or struggling on this island living here is creative; it points to possibilities, to bounce and imagination. Heres an opportunity to celebrate that, all summer. Patrick PhillipsPublisher & Executive Editor
Arts & Ideas print and digital magazine is published by Arts and Ideas, Inc., a Marthas Vineyard publishing company. A&Is uses media to engage all people who live here and who come here in the arts and ideas that help our community thrive. A&I is available for $4 per magazine, $22 for a one-year subscription (four issues) and $40 for two years (eight issues). Subscribers outside the U.S. must provide $15 per year for international postage. Subscribe to Arts & Ideas at www. mvartsandideas.com/store/subscribeto-arts-and-ideas. You will receive one of the most beautiful magazines anywhere, while you support our highly imaginative island community.
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carries us beyond limits, and in limiting times thats important. This fits perfectly in these pages. The arts work hand in hand with our communitys health. They strengthen our imagination, so we might better overcome the collapse of the housing market or another spike in the price of oil, the cost and practice of
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Gretchen Feldman, Fat Cells II Neal Rantoul, Elizabeth Island Series Kenneth Vincent, Last Boat Lloyd Kelly, Pink Tree Tova Katzman, Trudy Taylor
Marthas Vineyard Arts & Ideas Early Summer 2 0 1 2
CONTENTS
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De partm e nts
7 Eye on arts
Brief takes on gallery openings, performances and Island art events.

10 Island Mosaic
The Chicken Alley Thrift Shop is a treasure of finds, people and a testament to resilience.
Artist profiles
1 2 Lloyd Kelly 20 Antoinnette Noble 3 0 Ketz 3 8 Kenneth Vincent 4 8 Jessica Pisano
F eat u r es
1 4 Talking
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with Trudy Tailor
Artist Portraits
Interconnected life might be the measure of each of us, our curiosity, our fascination with the known and unknown. Trudy Tailor talks and shares a some of her life and connections as an endlessly curious person on this planet.
2 7 Marston Clough 3 5 Barney Zeitz 4 5 Julia Kidd 56 Heather Goff
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poetry
1 8 Jorie Graham 3 6 Kathy Garlick 5 2 Sarah Gambito
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Loss, Grief and Life

Confounded by grief people are literally at a loss, for everything. The return from despair can be long, and the return always takes different paths. Sandy Broyard, Sam Feldman and George Cohn reflect on grief, bereavement and recovery and what the process may mean for others.
Essays
26 Disintegration/Integration Demaris Wehrs final, transformative conversations with her dying husband. 5 1 The Nature of Nurture Polly Hills natural selection turns out-of-zone seeds into hardy beauty.
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New Generation
Imagination is one measure of resilience and building a solar array in a grocery store parking lot takes imagination. With a new focus clean, local energy, the history of generated electricity here takes a new turn, and current solar projects redefine how collaboration could create an island-wide renewable energy utility.
visiting artist
1 1 Camille Seaman With essay by Sarah Das Climate and ice sheets connect Greenland with Marthas Vineyard.
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fiction
2 8 Amelia SmithDreamscape: The Elizabeth Islands The Elizabeth Island are visually near, but form a landscape of the mind. 3 7 Laura WainwrightEvening Watch An evening home alone brings an expansive world from the chair on the porch. 50 Emily CavanaughMia Not even two days old, a twin saves her sisters life.
non-fiction
2 8 Jonah LehrerImagine The sublimity and the science of how letting go allows us to grasp how musicians and our brains bring beauty into the world. 4 6 Edward HoaglandAlaskan Travels In cold, cold Alaska, an adventure where the human, and the man survives in a desolate boundary of nature and life. 59 Individual Artisan and Artist Guide 6 0 Gallery Guide 6 4 Advertiser Guide
CONTRIBUTORS
Amelia Smith writes onand sometimes
aboutMarthas Vineyard. She is taking a hiatus from round-the-world travels to garden, raise children, and do some writing.
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our children and their children remember and feel what it is about the place that keeps us all coming back, year after year. Page 11
Jessica Pisano grew up on the Vineyard,
Antoinette Noble Ive been a student of
art and the creative process from as far back as I can remember. It has been a journey filled with experimentation, discovery and adventure. Page 20
Barney Zeitz has lived and worked on Marthas
has a BA in Fine Art from Lewis & Clark College in Portland, OR, and a Masters in Arts Administration from the Art Institute of Chicago. She currently lives in Newport, RI.
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Marnie Stanton is a long time Tisbury resident who raised her kids on Lake Tashmoo. Her love of nature with a particular emphasis on island waters, is repeatedly expressed through her art and videography. Page 51 Marston Clough I studied and taught science for years and find that art, like science, is a continual search. Through art, I have joined the Board of Featherstone and other local non-profits, re-engaging with the community where I was born and raised. Page 27 Neal Rantoul is a career artist and educator. Recently retired from 30 years as head of the Photo Program at Northeastern University in Boston. He is the author of several books of his photographs. Neal Rantoul was featured in the second issue of Art & Ideas as a Visiting Artist. Page 28 Sam Low is a photographer, journalist and writer who lives on Marthas Vineyard.
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Jorie Graham is the author of twelve collec-
Vineyard for forty years doing his art in glass, metal and drawing. He has tried to live a full life by trying different interests, 10 years of modern dance, 10 years of aikido (martial art), motorcycling, raising kids, being married, and traveling. Page 35
Camille Seaman was born in 1969 to a Native American (Shinnecock tribe) father and African American mother. She lives in Emeryville, California and works in a documentary/fine art tradition. Since 2003 has concentrated on the fragile environment of the Polar Regions. Page 40 Demaris Wehr, Ph.D., lives with her Maine
tions, including The Dream of the Unified Field, which was awarded the Pulitzer Prize. She lives in Cambridge, Massachusetts, and teaches at Harvard University. Page 18
Julia Kidd has maintained a private
Psychotherapy practice in Vineyard Haven since moving to Marthas Vineyard in 2001. She holds an MFA from California Institute for the Arts. I got all your messages and loved every one. is her first public art project. Page 45
Kathy Garlicks chapbook, The Listening World, was published by Momotombo Press. She lives in Oakland, CA and teaches in San Francisco. Page 36 Kenneth Vincent I paint because I have to. I paint the Vineyard because it is a major part how I have learned to perceive the world and I think my work reflects this. To be honest I dont like to be an artist. Its a really crap way to live a life, and I am certain that anyone with any sense would avoid the profession.
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Sarah Das serves as PI Principle Investigator
coon cat Mikey in West Tisbury, where she has a small private psychotherapy practice. She is currently writing two books: a memoir of the final year she shared with her husband, Dr. David Hart, and one that chronicles the lives of eight survivors of the war in Bosnia.
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at Woods Hole Oceanographic Institute (WHOI) on a number of research project on Greenland. She conceives of projects and submit projects to funding agencies and then manages them. Page 40
Sarah Gambito is the author of the poetry
collections Delivered (Persea Books) and Matadora (Alice James Books). She is Assistant Professor of English and Director of Creative Writing at Fordham University.
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Don McKillop left a senior corporate position in global technology and information systems to become a full-time artist in the early 90s. He has been painting for over 50 years.
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Emily Cavanagh lives on Marthas Vineyard with her family and teaches English at the Marthas Vineyard Public Charter School. Her stories have been published in Grain Magazine, Transfer, and Red Rock Review. She is at work on a second novel. Page 50 Heather Goff lives in Oak Bluffs with her husband, artist Andrew Moore, their children, and their dog. She is the lead programmer and designer at goffgrafix, a website design company. Page 53 Jeanne Campbell I have been a part-time
Ketz Weiler Discrete personal experiences with abstraction are far more potent when kept unrevealed. I enjoy blurring lines of composition and setting up unique interactions with art. Page 30 Laura Wainwright, a graduate of Yale University, was a teacher and childrens librarian before becoming a writer. Her essays have appeared regularly in The Marthas Vineyard Times. She lives in Lamberts Cove with her husband, Whit Griswold; they have two grown children. Page 37 Lloyd Kelly has been exhibited extensively in
Susan Davy is a photographer who retired
from a career as a senior non-profit professional at the Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum, the Peabody Essex Museum, and the New England Conservatory of Music. Page 54
Susan Savory is a writer, illustrator and
photographer who supports her arts habit with a day-job as the childrens buyer at Bunch of Grapes Bookstore. Page 3 and 54
islanders for forty-five years. As a photographer, I am an unofficial record keeper, helping
galleries and museums in the United States, Europe, Mexico, Russia and Asia. He has been a summer visitor to the Marthas Vineyard for years and lives in the Louisville, Kentucky area. Page 12
EYE ON ARTS
Summer Reflection New works by Carol Rowan, Robert Jewett, Tim Coy and Maya Farber with live music by Wes Nagy June 27 July 18
Artist Reception Friday, July 6, 68 pm Carol Rowan will give an Artist Talk, Thursday, July 5 , 5 pm
GRANARY GALLERY FEATHERSTONE
EYE ON ARTS
In the Community Museum Summer Opening Reception Friday, June 15 Museum Author Talk Dorothy Wests Paradise Thursday, June 21
Marthas vineyard museum
Museum Shipwrecks Lecture In the Wake of Kon Tiki: Thor Heyerdahl and AndeanPolynesian Contact Tuesday, June 26 Museum Special Event 14th Annual Evening of Discovery Saturday, June 30 Museum Special Event Dr. Stuart Frank and Mary Malloy present Vineyard Sailor Ballads Tuesday, July 10 Museum Special Event David Murphy presents Stanley Murphy artwork Thursday, July 12 Museum Book Launch: To the Harbor Light: Lighthouses of Marthas Vineyard, Nantucket, and Cape Cod Tuesday, July 17
The Marthas Vineyard Museum is dedicated to furthering an interest in, experience of, and appreciation for the history and culture of the Island and its environs.
THE LOUISA GOULD GALLERY
The Louisa Gould Gallery is an award winning gallery celebrating its 10th Summer Season with a wide range of artists and art. The Gallery represents 30 artists both national and international emerging and well-known in their respective fields. The hand selected artwork ranges from paintings, mixed media, new media, sculpture, furniture, ceramics, jewelry, works on paper, photography and ship models to glass sculptures. The Gallery hosts rotating shows throughout the summer and fall seasons.
The Granary Gallery organizes events for several other galleries across the island, including the Field Gallery and the North Water Gallery. Events for the beginning of the summer include the following:
Opening Reception The Art of iPhone Photography Sunday, June 10, 46 pm Opening Reception Across the Pond and Back works by Inas Al-soqi and Marshall Pratt Sunday, June 10, 46 pm Opening Reception Marthas Vineyard Artists of the Copley Society Sunday, July 1 , 46 pm Vineyard Stories Book Launch Party Where Horses Fly Sunday, July 8 , 46 pm Musical Mondays
6:308 pm on the outdoor stage
Museum Special Event 2nd Annual Vineyard Haven House Tour Saturday, June 23 Lecture Historic Vineyard Haven Architecture Saturday, June 23, 11am Stone Church: 89 William Street, Vineyard Haven (corner of Church Street). Patron Tickets: Enjoy a patrons brunch from 9:3011 am, receive admission to the lecture, and enjoy the tour. $100 per person. Call 508-627-4441 x110 .
VINEYARD ARTISANS FESTIVALs

15 th Annual Summer Festivals Sundays: June 10 September 30 Thursdays: July 5 August 30 Grange Hall, West Tisbury 10 am2 pm each day
Museum Author Talk Thomas Hart Benton: A Life Tuesday, June 5 In the Community 5th Annual Lighthouse Challenge Saturday, June 9 Museum Shipwrecks Lecture Disaster Off Marthas Vineyard: The Sinking Of The City Of Columbus Tuesday, June 12
Artists Reception Barry Rockwell, Kate Madsen, Heidi Lang-Parrinello & Wendy Lichtensteiger
Sunday, June 17, 57 pm
DRAGONFLY FINE ARTS GALLERY
Representing over 120 Island Artists & Artisans. All hand made fine art and craft exclusively by Island Artists. Catered food from Chescas of Edgartown. Free admission Rain or shine with Great Food and Free Parking! For more information: www.vineyardartisans.com
Memorial Day Group Show Featuring the work of Chris Pendergast, Lesile Self, Thanassi, Warren Gaines, Janet Woodcock, Paul Beebe, Louisa Gould, Tim Coy, Debra Gaines, John Holladay, Debra Colligan and Donna Blackburn Ongoing exhibit in early June Island Contemporary Featuring artists Carol Gove, Vaclav Vytlacill, Ethel Grodsky, Suzanne Hill, Genevieve Jacobs June 1326
Artist Reception Saturday, June 16 , 57 pm
Dragonfly Fine Arts Gallery, an award winning gallery located on Marthas Vineyard, celebrates its 19 th Anniversary Season in 2012 with 30 new and returning artists, a broad selection of work in various media, and our always exceptional client services. We look forward to seeing you at the Gallery throughout the season.
Artists Reception Alison Shaw, Kenneth Vincent, David Wallis & Dan West Sunday, July 1, 57pm Artists Reception David Fokos, Gigi Horr-Liverant, Don Wilks & Heather Neill Sunday, July 15 , 57 pm
The Tashmoo Trio featuring Christine McLean, Chris Seidel & Penny Huff June 18 Jon Zeeman & Friends June 25 Joanne Cassidy July 2 Tristan Israel, Nancy Jephcote & Paul Thurlow July 9 Kevin Keady July 16
Featured Artists
Nora Rosenbaum Thursday, June 14 Laura Wilk Thursday, June 21 Nan Hass Feldman Thursday, June 28 Peter Batchelder Thursday, July 5 Jessica Pisano Thursday, July 12
ARTS District STROLL
KARA TAYLOR
Thursday, July 14, 47 pm Artist Jessica Pisano will be in attendance.
Kara Taylor Fine Arts Gallery is located on Main Street, Vineyard Haven. In the summertime the gallery is open 11 am6 pm, TuesdaySunday.
Featherstone Flea & Fine Arts Markets Every Tuesday, 9:30 am2 pm The Pathways/Featherstone Summer Festival of Poetry Poets Laureate: Dan Waters, Fan Ogilvie, Justen Ahren & Steve Ewing Tuesday, July 17, 7 pm
Opening Reception Case History June 1 , 58 pm
i s l and M o s aic
EYE ON ARTS
Jeanne CampbellThe Chicken Alley Thrift Shop
Does not sell chickens, does not sell eggs
CHRISTINA GALLERY
Marthas vineyard film festival
CINEMA CIRCUS SCHEDULE
The Christina Gallery will feature as part of its 2012 Summer Exhibition schedule, an extensive collection of Works on Paper by many celebrated artists including Camille Pissarro and Family, James Jacques Tissot, Mary Cassatt, Pierre-Auguste Renoir, and many others. The collection includes watercolors, drawings aquatints, etchings, pochoirs and original lithographs from the late 1800 s through the mid 1900 s. Please visit the gallery, which is located in the historic district of downtown Edgartown, to view this wonderful collection in person. The Christina Gallery 32 North Water Street Edgartown, MA 02539 508-627-8794
Summer Film Series June 27 August 30

PIKNIK
PIKNIK Art & Apparel is pleased to be welcoming several new and talented artist to the roster this season. Among them are Ketz Weiler...seen in this issue and the wonderful folk art paintings of Carl Ristaino. Vineyard son Max Decker is planning on picking up the brush after a two year break to pursue his music career in Brooklyn, and many Vineyard fans are anxiously awaiting his new work. Curator Michael Hunter will be splitting his time this summer between his new Edgartown location, while still supporting the events and strolls in The Arts District, as well as many new, and as yet nailed down events of music, fashion, and art in Edgartown.
Bringing you the best films in the world and combining them with filmmaker discussions, fresh local food, and live music, all within a laid-back community atmosphere. Screenings begin at 8 pm Arrive early to enjoy dinner & live music. Marina Abramovic: The Artist is Present Wednesday, June 27 The Chilmark Community Center Thursday, June 28 The Harbor View Hotel in Edgartown Under African Skies Monday, July 2 The Chilmark Community Center Beasts of The Southern Wild Tuesday, July 10 Capawock in Vineyard Haven This screening is FREE for members! Chasing Ice Wednesday, July 18 The Chilmark Community Center Thursday, July 19 The Harbor View Hotel in Edgartown Visit www.tmvff.org for full schedule.
Starting June 27 The Marthas Vineyard Film Festival catapults into another summer of Cinema Circus! The Cinema Circus little big top is open to all. Let the kid in you explore! Films are most appropriate for ages 310 . Visit www.tmvff.org for a full schedule
Upcoming Shows Wednesday, June 27 The Chilmark Community Center

Monday, July 2 The Chilmark Community Center Wednesday, July 11 The Chilmark Community Center Wednesday, July 18 The Chilmark Community Center
North Water Gallery
Special Membership Screening The Intouchables Friday, June, 8 pm

Field Gallery
Coffee & Conversation with Ray Ellis Saturday July 7 , 1011:30 am Artists Reception Traeger di Pietro, Ken Otsuka & Jim Holland Thursday, July 12 , 57 pm
Artists Reception Jhenn Watts, Kenneth Pillsworth & Jeff Hoerle Sunday, June 24 , 57 pm Artists Reception Eva Cincotta & Craig Mooney Sunday, July 8 , 57 pm
The Capawock Theater Main Street, Vineyard Haven Tickets: Free for MVFF members, $9 for non-members. Seats on a first come first served basis. Nonmember tickets and memberships will be sold at the door.
davis house gallery
The Davis House Gallery Hours

June: Saturdays and Sundays, 16pm July: ThursdaySaturday, 16pm
mong the hundreds of items available at Chicken Alley: clothing furniture, books, dishes, glasswaresmall electrical appliances, vases, there is most especially a welcoming warmth, friendship and pride. For many residents of this small island the Thrift Shop is the first place to look for a warm jacket for a grandchild and an almost-new winter coat for a grandmother who generally goes without. I come in almost every day, and I always find something we need and can use, she said. Besides, the folks who work here have become my friends. People I can talk to. Phronsie Conlin has been a volunteer for close to twenty years. I look forward to my time here, she said. I meet people from all over the island. Its like a social club working with friends and customers who come in almost daily who have become friends. What we do here is appreciated, and at my ageninety two, that feels very good. Plus we know we are doing good for our island and people. Other islanders find other reasons for stopping in at the large blue building on Lagoon Pond Road in Vineyard Haven. Viet Bachellor, Chairman of the Board of Directors of Marthas Vineyard Community services has many occasions when she has to look her best. The most elegant piece of clothing I own came from the Thrift Shopa leather jacket I could not have afforded in an expensive shop off island. Every time I wear it, I receive compliments. And yes! I proudly tell people where it came from. When my husband and I first moved to Vineyard Haven in 1969, she continued, the very first piece of furniture we bought was an old seamans chest from the Thrift Shop. Its still one of our most prized possessions. Now I come in fairly often to look for unusual vases and other containers for flower arrangements for the Garden Club shows. I dont go off island often and the Thrift Shop has become the first place many of us year round islanders go to. Its the first place others head to for the warmth of friendly human contact, knowing they are welcome to browse or just come in, out of the cold. Sandy Pratt, busy manager, takes time to talk to me. The Thrift Shop supports the Community
Services organization, but is itself, unofficially an important community relations destination. There are lonely people, elderly, often living alone who stop by almost every day. The staff and I get to know them. If a few days go by and he or she doesnt come in, one of us will call and checkup. A gentleman, bringing in clothing that belonged to a family member, needs time to express his feelings. We dont take time; we give it. It was my neighbor, Olga Hirshorn, ultimate thrift shop browser, who recognized the value of several donated art pieces, and came up with the idea of an annual art show. She gave the show its name, and began showcasing paintings, sculpture, photography, valuable first edition books, and other pieces of art, making the weekend in August a collectors destinationbringing $40,000 to $50,000 to Community Services. In this sputtering economy, the Thrift Shop is a thread that weaves residents and visitors to each other and so to the island itself. Islanders have depended on the shop since 1962when it opened on Main Street, and more so now on Lagoon Pond Road in a roomier building where more people can come in, where strollers, cribs, and car seats, bicycles, and kayaks, tennis racquets and even wedding dresses are attractively displayed. I like to think of the Thrift Shop as a typical, yet unique island resource. I bring in household and clothing I no longer use. I take home household and clothing items someone else no longer usesI feel pride and excitement in finding something I truly want. Im also indirectly donating to Marthas Vineyard Community Services, which contributes to the daily lives of hundreds of islanders. (Last year alone the Thrift Shop contributed over $380,000.00 to Community Services.) The Thrift Shop is daily proof of the resilient spirit of Islanders, rising to address community needs, each one of us contributing, discovering and adapting to whats made available at Chicken Alleyand, for all generations here its also cool to be thrifty.
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A rti st p ro f i l e
Born of Abstraction Contemporary Realist With Hidden Balance
Lloyd Kelly
B o r n o f Ab st r act i o n
My paintings are not about what is depicted. They come from within. They are born of emotions, experiences and concepts which surfacesubconsciously, and consciously. Utilizing opposites, the paintings attract, repel, create tension and come to a resolution through visual dialogue and interaction with the viewer.
C o n t em p o r a ry Re a l i st
This is a high wire act. Could be dismissed at a glance as trite, nothing new, decorative and illustrative. This is dangerous territory for someone who claims to be post modern. I balance the yin and yang of conceptual abstraction and the use of conventional images and motifs that are accessible and familiar.
Cupcakes, Oil on Canvas, 21 x 24
Exactitude is not truth

Matisse
St. Remy de Provence, Oil on Canvas, 45 x 49"
Asy mme t r i ca l o r O c c u lt Ba l a n c e
Asymmetry has a way of inviting the spectator to participate in offbeat rhythms, elastic tempos, tensions, A Story A woman from a Massachusetts first family invited me for tea at her Vineyard cottage. She said Mr. Kelly, dont get me wrong, I love your painting an opening every artist finds uncomfortable I bought your painting to match my chintz, which it does perfectlyI realize one is not supposed to do that sort of thing. But I must say, that painting is doing something in my sitting room. I cant stop looking at it. This is some sort of Trojan Horse; I fear something is creeping out. Can you explain it? and the internal life of the design. The word occult denotes secretiveness, mystery, and there is something that wants to escape us in fine examples of this kind of hidden balance. Some of these are to be found in ancient Chinese and Japanese pairings, in the art of Japanese flower arranging and in the art of the Japanese garden.
There is no excellent beauty that hath not some strangeness in the proportion
Francis Bacon (essayist)
Pink Tree, Oil on Canvas, 17 x 17"
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>> Christina Gallery website: www.christina.com Artist website: www.lloydkelly.com
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Madame, I Have No Idea

Talking with Trudy Taylor
This conversation took place April 19 , 2012 at Trudy Taylors small cape off Stonewall Beach in Chilmark. In earlier conversations she and I had wandered around the riches of memory, knowledge and curiosity. Trudy possesses interconnected sparks of life that take a conversation easily from a flower or a bird to the sun and back, in a blink. She told a story once of having baptized her children in Walden Pond, soon before they all moved to North Carolina from Massachusetts. She said, They were all in their little swim trunks. One of them found a coke bottle, another a dollar bill. Of course, with everything interwoven in Trudys mind and body, in her person, Thoreau is but a small, ironic step away. His ability to take walks, to teach us about nature, society and life is with her, her kids, and now with this conversation maybe a few more people.
Patrick Phillips
Patrick Phillips Trudy, last week you said to me you felt every cell in our bodies knows the sun. What did you mean by that? Trudy Taylor I feel that everything, all the cells in our bodies,
are there for a purpose. For some, you may wonder... (laughs) But all the cells fulfill some purpose. They are designated to be heart cells or brain cells or tooth cells, or skin cells or eye cells when they are very, very tiny. So, to me they have to know the sun because the sun is what allows us to live. If we have a huge surprise by an asteroid or something that bangs into the earth like the one that killed off the dinosaurs, if we had another one of those and it was dark for ten years because of the debris in the air, it would stop the sun from coming to the surface of the planet. It would create an environment in which we couldnt live. Some other form of life would live through it and develop in a different way. So we are totally dependent upon the sun. Its so fascinating. Animals know when to hibernate. A bear goes into hibernation, and when shes pregnant and lies underground in a semi-comatose condition, while she develops her new bears inside and delivers them in an almost comatose conditionthats all because of the sun and the length of the day, and she knows all that on some level. If youre an animal all the cells are tuned into the sun. We dont think about it.
The plants all respond to it. Theres an interesting editorial in the New York Times about the plants and Thoreau. The plants are all timing themselves in a different way because of the warming of the planet, the changes in the planet. Some are blooming earlier in the spring and some are blooming even earlier. Its all so connected. The birds fly up here because they know theyre going to have the blossoming and the new insects and something to eat... How do they know all that? Its all in the cellular level at some point. They dont think about it.
PP I was watching something last night and they were talking
I intentionally make my mind go cheerful to greet them. Hey Jack. I think about all these things as I go along through the day, but my whole physiology has a life of its own. I mean, it tells me, Youre sleepy, its time to go to bed. Youre functioning on so many cellular levels, I call it. Its a different part of you. Since youve been in utero they have been timed to do their function. A scientist once told me that when you are having a heart attack you can have pains in different places. And the reason for that is that those areas were once heart cells, and they are in trouble. It might be part of your jaw that might have heart cells, or did in the very beginning of you, and they respond in very unusual ways when you are having a heart attack. Dont you just wish you were a physiologist or a microbiologist!? I do!
PP I wish my eyes could zoom. I wish I could see the bird close
looking at things intensely and wondering and reading about them. One educates oneself.
PP Were you following the dictates of your cells, building the
sentient awareness, mindful and curious? Is curiosity innate?

Trudy Taylor I dont know whether it is or not, but its some-
up, and look at the reflection of its eye. I also wish I could see on a molecular level and see all the teeming bacteria on things. I wish that were not a guess.
Trudy Taylor I knew that when I was ten. It came to be near
about sentience, or awareness. And even small multicellular organisms have awareness. They bounce off things and move away. Attracting and repelling.
Trudy Taylor They know why they are here. But, they dont
Christmas and someone asked me what I wanted for Christmas and I said I wanted a microscope. And my darling mother went out to find me a toy microscope, and I was terribly disappointed. Christmas was always a terrible let down for me.
PP With the microscope, did you get a legitimate... Trudy Taylor Things were enlarged. I could look at textiles, or a
think about it... And we dont either... (laughter.) We say, Oh, I have to go to the post office. We have to open the sliding glass door, which is having trouble, and you have to close the door properly. And you have to walk out into the garden and be aware, or partially aware, of whats going on there, and without asking the birds start singing, as if they are singing for me. And I start thinking about the birds. And I get in the car and go to the post office. There are a couple of aging people.
piece of my hair, or dust bunnies under my bed. I could hone in to get some magnification, but it would have been a good time for me to have start taking some science courses with a really good teacher. But, those are things you learn. Instead of studying a lot of science when I was ready for it in the beginning I was just incredibly curious. I filled up the science part of me by
thing that needs to be really treasured in the child if they are curious, instead of putting them off. If youre curious, its an itch you have to find out. Sometimes when I travelled a lot I would go ostensibly to visit a friend in Hawaii who I met in Bali. Id see as much as I could in a sensory way while I was in the Hawaiian islands Id rent a car and drive all around. Id learn as much as I could. Id be in touch with the social history and the ecological history and Id talk to as many people as I could, kind of like a journalist, with curiosity about how the place evolved with people on it. I wanted to know it in a more personal way. Then when Id get home here Id go to the library and Id bring home 3, 6 or whatever was there, fascinating books about whatever I could find. For example, about Elizabeth Bird travels around the Sandwich Islands. I wanted an in depth perception about everything. I knew when I was a little kid that I was okay, you know, being here. I belonged to the planet. That I felt related to everything and everybody on the planet. I knew that we are all of us capable of terrible things and beautiful things. I knew that we were related to all animals. I could just tell. Youre part of the planet. You belong on the planet. Everything about you is related to the planet. Everything. You are a huge percentage of water and bone and all of that is interconnected with other animals. We all came out of the planet. Unless we flew in from outer space. When I first went to the zoo in Boston when I was a little kid I was so amazed looking in the eyes of the chimpanzee.
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The chimpanzee was looking right back at me. I knew that we were connected, and the animal knew we were connected. It was a very big occasion for me. It taught me something amazing. When youre a kid you get a burst of knowledge. Where does that understanding come from? You put it together in your mind somehow. Here is this creature that doesnt look much like you, although the hands do and the eyes do, and their faces do in a way. Then you wonder what happened as we evolved and changed, what we did with the hair for instance. A chimpanzees hair. When you get chills, you get what I call duck bumps. You get cold and the little parts of your skin fluff up. If you had hair on you theyd be fluffing up the hair for insulation, like a bird when it gets cold. So we lost the hair but we still have the tools physiologically to keep us warm, to a point. I had an uncle named Nicholas who, when he was sixteen or so, froze to death on a salt marsh up in Newburyport. He froze because he made a couple of serious mistakes. It was near Christmas and he evidently shot a duck. It came down in the water in the middle of winter. So he naturally took a rowboat from shore, and went out. Whether he had one sculling oar or whether he had two they dont know. He got caught in the podge, which is a word for ice floating out that was cracked up and floating out to the sea. He yelled from the river but it was a blizzard and no one could go out there. He managed to get the rowboat up into the salt marsh so he wouldnt go out to the sea. He had a couple of matches and he tried to light a haystack on fire. My father found him, his brother, frozen into the marsh. So, I think about him once in awhile. The fact that my family lived on those meadows and fished and were there making a living, it connects me with that part of the world, of the land, that I miss very much. What youre connected to and how youre connected to the planet.
PP Theres a kind of metaphor about your uncle being frozen PP If we say that awareness is really a matter of knowing and responding to boundary in some way... Trudy Taylor To boundary Im not sure, but I love thinking
Thoughts on the Solstice, December 21 , 1996 Knowing my bones are the same stuff as the coral reefs, that my blood is of the ancient seas, that I share the same cells with all the animals, that I belong for this miraculous moment on this planet. Standing in the garden with the sea and horizon to steady me, with the garden of my world at my feet. Flowers, like some cats, purring at my knees. When I casually join a group of people and discover some of my children or grandchildren among them.
From My Delights, a small chapbook drawn from Trudy Taylors journals
about how the human being has evolved on the planet. The more complicated it becomes the more interested I am. For instance, I love the idea there may have been several different humanoids evolving on the planet. Its just not, you know, simple... There were a lot of them. Were they melding? How did the different kinds of animals evolve? How related are we to the Neanderthals? I love the idea of the Neanderthals. The idea that my distant ancient forebears may have procreated... I mean I love that idea.
PP That we were somehow connected to a different genetic make up, a different... Trudy Taylor ...way of survival. I mean anything you can tell
me you have found in the bottom of the deepest cave off the west coast of Africa. I would love to know who they were. I would love a little vignette, a little CD . What kind of music did they have? Ive seen little horns and flutes and stuff made of bone. I suspect we had music millions of years ago that we could make. That we could tell jokes, and make jewelry. Make pictures of animals in caves. That so delights me. Cause in one human lifetime its so brief, you cant really see the movement of the species. But you can imagine it in your mind.
PP What is that? As we move from curiosity to what we thinkis the object of curiosity, like the Neanderthals. What is that motivation to move from absence of understanding to understanding. Trudy Taylor You want to know more about yourself, maybe. PP Or is it a preexisting state of being human. That we find
few people to think about it, if I dared ask the question. Americans I thought, as John Lennon was quoted as saying, I went out to America but found that no one was home. And I find that about Americans.
PP What is that? Trudy Taylor I dont know. I think that were such a young coun-
them said some question. And he said to me They are interested in why you are interested in them. I said, I just wondered how long people had been sitting around this well talking, and if this is the original well that served this community. How long have they been doing this? He said that to these men, and one of them perked up and said, How perceptive of her to even ask such a question. Yes, its the original well. That was all.
PP Thats just beautiful. Heres something Ive been reading. How John Coltrane would practice and practice and practice. Then he would get out on stage and create hours of beauty, coming out of him. Life is, if we are truly aware, much the same. That we practice and practice and practice and that we can have these moments where youre able to ask this question. Because we live so brief a time our relationship to that practice of life... Trudy Taylor Theres no dress rehearsal for dying, and youve
try and were such a melting pot of different cultures with different ideas and religions. In one way, the reason for our curiosity and our recklessness and our feeling that we can do whatever human beings can do, and do it better. When I first went to China, I saw people who came from a very, very different philosophy and very established civilization. Their attitude was very, very different, and their ideas were very, very different from ours. I could only think of one wordharmony. Couldnt speak the language, but I felt very at ease and, in a queer way at home there.
PP Was it because that centuries or millennia provide intercon-
nectedness as basis for...

Trudy Taylor Id have to go back again and back and back looking
into the marsh. Its similar to you seeing yourself in the eyes of a chimpanzee. Or what you were saying the last time we met that a flower is connected with everything. Its not independent.
Trudy Taylor Everything is connected and everything is changing
essential pleasure in sensing and feeling and understanding and sharing that grasp of something.
Trudy Taylor Its how we learn. Its how we develop. We throw
for some explanation for how we are different and they appeared to be so at ease in their environment. And knew how to be there.
PP Whats an example? Trudy Taylor For instance I was walking with a young inter-
always got dying looking at you, peeking around the fence at you. Life is never long enough, cause theres so much you want to know and feel and so many things you want to try to experience and know more. I cant imagine that anyone is satisfied with death and the prospect of death, unless you lose your cells and your brain isnt functioning anymore.
PP I guess what Im saying is the clues to awareness to all of us are there all the time, if we remain curious... I like your socialanthropology. You just posit the question. Trudy Taylor I threw it all in. Im very, very interested in any
in a subtle and dramatic ways all the time, but all on a planetary scale. One of the great, huge mysteries that well probably never know is what really goes on in the universe in this floating orgy of whatever it is out there. Sometimes I prefer to think that our little planet is flat. (Laughter.) Its flat. Thats it. No more talk. (More laughter.) Once when I was in the middle of the Atlantic, I climbed up to the top of the main mast, and there, once again, you are learning something that youve never known before. And once you feel secure being there, and you know youre not going to fall, you can look out and actually see ships going off the edge. You can really feel the curvature of your little planet. All those experiences put you on a footing.
ideas into the great melting pot and stir it around over and over and over again, until we get some awareness and belief that some of it really does apply to us, I think.
PP Belief can lead to consciousness, or belief can lead to... Trudy Taylor Belief is not written in stone. It can be changed
and modified and chucked. Its whatever sustains you in your spiritual life. Once I decided I was going to drive around America by myself to see what people in different areas believed in. It takes a long long time. I soon gave up on that, because you have to know people and get into them to let them tell you how they get their spiritual sustenance, just to stay alive. Some people told me they got sustenance from going down to the Battery in New York and putting their feet in the water, or listening to music, or theyd go out to Walden Pond. I got very
preter down a side street in an ancient town, in probably Sujo somewhere. I came across a well in a communitynot a monastery but something similar to that. And there were these older men, there was a roof over the well. These men were sitting around talking, as they often do in the countryside. My interpreter and I were walking slowly through this village. It was different, the look of that group of men, bonding to each other. They had old costumes onfaded blue or gray from the Revolution days. And I suspected they were of a cadre, or neighbors. I stopped and looked at the whole scene. They were sitting on a rise with a structure over it. I spoke to the translator. At that time the men looked up. I call them old men but they werent necessarily old. One of
community Ive lived in. I like to learn about the geology and what happened in the past. I was once in Lugano with my kids in Italy, and I was trying to find out about how they could get little boats so they could row themselves around. They found condoms floating around in the water and asked What is this mother? Do they come in different colors? (Laughter) I went to the desk fairly soon after our arrival, and I said to the managerDid the glaciers go through here? I was trying to picture this landscape, and he said, Madame, I have no idea. (Laughter.)
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Jorie GrahamOf Inner Experience
Eyes shut I sense I am awakening & then I am awake but deciding to keep eyes shut, look at the inside, stay inside, in the long and dark of it, if it were a garden what would I plant in it, for now I am after all this time
I am also lying on the bed eyes closed and keeping them so, god owes us everything I closed, hearing the crows rustling in the nearest
think from out here, there is not god I think lying in the non-dark of the mind, eyes
alive I think I feel who among you will tell me the difference & yet again now I am alive & what does that mean lying here eyes closed first winter morning coming on all round, yes, this is the start of winter is what my body sensing a new dis& fear of a-
trees, the hayfork in the next fieldI want to pray says the person behind the eyesyou cannot do so I say with these fingersI want to break the dark with the idea of God says the non-sleeping person on her back in the beginning of the 21st century, trying to hold onto duration which is slipping, slipping, as she speaks as I write, active translator, look I can make a tale of the sinking sun I can begin summer again here are its swallows they have just returned
equilibrium says, hypnotized, trembling with fiction, love, the sensation of time passing, temporality, & this is the play of heaven the mind inside this body lying here still alive for
look upbut no, they did not come back after that one year, we waitedbut here they are again, do not be fooled, here, breaking their circles bedtime, it is a habit, and the bells animal digging a long tunnel under perhaps there is still the creature which when it was known was known as the blind mole
now thinksif you could only see my body and beyond me the three windows in the room letting the uninvented inand how true it is because of the closed
across the evening air, and there is still sun up near the childrens bedtime, we still say ring vespers, or the recording of it, and somewhere there must still be a crafty this strange hard ground, finding some moisture in there, turning it, grain by grain,
eyes on my human being lying there in the room glistening with plenitude, all conquest gone from the airyou could say here god owns everything, it is a discharge of duration, the floor the panes the mirror the single stalk of still in the floors someone laid in 1890, the freesia the gilded frame the two lionclaw-footed chairs and the tree-knots
wormholes here and there in them from those creatures work long ago, not long after the counter-revolution, the troubles& the wreck here of consciousnessas long as the persons eyes stay shutbeyond the limits of thought(& who am I hand, here in this writing)and yet
somewhere.
then?)(& dont go there says my hand as I need it, my
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Initially, I used paper the size of notebook paper, so the scale of the paintings were kept close to the size of the paper. I created 30 to 40 pieces. But, it was not enough. I thought, maybe I should read them, and not just tear them up. So, I started reading 2004 to see if the process of reading would change anything. I only read the amount I would tear up, glue it down spontaneously and see what came out. As I worked, the defined lines of the page would keep the chaos within the defined limit. The contrast between the words could be disturbing and could be presented as a calm painting There is a flux between words and painting, and that is my current process and situation. Im an intuitive person, but know the journal was directing me in some wayit created a life in art. I needed to have one constraint and then to go for itto do a
Word Series: The Most Important Thought, mixed media on paper/panel, 30 x 40"
free for all on a small piece of paper Then the idea of coming back with a different palette, or composition came to me because of the constraints I would arrive at through the
Antoinnette Noble
I v e bee n w r i t i n g j o u r n a l s was encouraged to do it
use of the journals. To me, matter is action oriented. Materializing something is very important. Meaning is important, and journal writing is a meaningful act. The matter was, How am I going to take action and put it out there and make my mark for myself? Because the words are painted over and cut out people cant see the meaning, but they can see the material. I like taking the thoughts and meanings in my world and making something of it that you can see and touch. It makes me matter Putting the journals on the paintings mattered to mewhether my words are profound or silly, they are me, and Im here. Its a point in time where I can take action, and a meaningful action at that, in my lifewhere I bring these things together is important because its me. I honor that. When I glue the words, they might be in specific area, and Ill work in another area without attending to the words. Sometimes Ill do the opposite. Paint large color areas without paper on the canvas.
Word Series: Fluttering Thoughts, mixed media on paper/panel, 30 x 40" The Space Between Words, mixed media on paper/panel, 30 x 22"
after reading the artists way in 1993 . She suggested 3 pages every morningin a kind of stream of consciousness style to clear the garbage out of your head, to clear the creative block. After I finished the book I kept writing journals daily. I cant tell you how many journals I have boxes and boxes. I then said, Okay, I have to do something with the journals. I was going to pack them up and get rid of them. Even though they were taking up all the room in the house I couldnt throw them out. I thought, Maybe I can take the words and do something with them to make them matter. Make MY life matter. They are my private journals. Theyre not for reading, not public, not a story about my life. I liked the public private thing. So going back to the Artists Way, let me stay with the process of the book. I would take a few pages, not read them, tear them up, and work quickly. Just put them down and see what happens.
I work in imbalance. But when I finish there is a cohabitation. I might be bothered by it, but it is what it is.
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Loss, Grief and Life

A conversation with Sandy Broyard, Sam Feldman and George Cohn
This conversation between Sandy Broyard, Sam Feldman and George Cohn took place on April 24 , 2012 . The article focuses on a single question: What is grief, and how might we recover from loss? The conversation is presented as a Q & A in the interest of living through the words of people who have suffered grief, and who have, each in their own way, recovered from the loss of a life partner. The purpose of this piece is to sit in on a conversation on loss and recovery. Through it we share how we as human beings can be resilient in life and discover how people we may know have responded to death and who, after loss, have engaged in vibrant life.
Patrick Phillips What is grief? Sam Feldman Grief, to me, was an atomic
SF Thats another issuethe triggers
PP Whats the difference between
blast of loneliness and a black cloud over my head, not a gray cloud, but a black cloud, and feeling totally dismembered as if half of my body had been lost and ravaged. [Pause]
Sandy Broyard Sam, I would agree with
that bring you back to when your grief started, and the period of grief. It was a combination of a physical and emotional experience for me of tremendous, tremendous, tremendous loss.
George Cohn What Sandy and Sam are
bereavement and bereft?

GC I think bereavement is the process
Gretchen Feldman, Fat Cells II, 2007, watercolor on paper, 29 x 37" Fat Cells II was second in a series of paintings made after Gretchen was diagnosed with stage four lung cancer. She began to study and paint the molecular cell structure of the body.
that. Your words describe something that is a very physical reaction. I certainly had that when my husband died. Its an emotional experience, but its also a physical experience. There were moments when I couldnt catch my breath, where I felt like my insides were going to vomit out of me. I couldnt predict when I was going to be normal or presentable. Thered be times when well-meaning friends would want me to come to dinner or do something, to make me feel better. But, Id realize as I was going out the door I couldnt do that. I physically couldnt do it, because I was shaking and trembling...
talking about is somewhat different than my experience with grief. I have not lost a mate but a very dear friend. He was a house officer, married with a young child, when he took his life. He did it in a way that was bereft of the fact that we did not know he was that seriously depressed. He was so caught up in his own problems, problems which he did not share with any of his two close friends. The experience of the feelings I had after I had heard he had taken his life was catastrophic because we had shared life together as house officers and as residents... I lost parents when I was in my fifties. Nothing compared to this. They died after I lost my good friend. Their death was nothing compared to what it felt like to lose this close friend.
of healing from your grief and moving on. Its quite different. The word bereavement has a completely different connotation from grief. My bereavement groups are for healing, for moving on in your life, for not being depressed, and for starting to live again.
SF I think bereft and bereavement are
quite different. You can feel bereft, but you cant feel bereavement because thats moving forward.
GC Bereft is something being sapped
from you. It seems to be something thats sucked out of you that you cant put back in. I agree with Sam about bereavement being different from bereft. Its a feeling that something cannot be replaced. You can make it over again. You can do it again. You can start again. With bereavement, yes, you can get to a point where you can resolve it yourself. Life has to go on.
SB Bereft and bereavement are not the words that were front and center when my husband died. I was 53 and that was twenty years ago. In the first couple of years of losing my husband I had a lot of trouble with the idea that when people suffer a terrible loss there will be something good that will come into your life. You will learn something, or you will be spiritually much more or in touch with yourself. Those attitudes really bothered me. They bothered me tremendously... I remember reading a book by some kind of guru who had this horrible anecdote about a mother who had to identify her six year old daughter who had been dismembered by a shark, and this guru said
that this was such an incredible opportunity for her spiritual growth. I thought thats just total B.S.
SF The part that you bring out, Sandy,
PP Is there a consistency? Are Time and Reconnection ideas/ concepts that are universal? SF Time is very flexible for each person.
so well is that it is such an individual thing, and each person has his or her own ownership of it, and trying to impose a formula on anyone in handling their grief and their life is not very productive, because it is such a personal thing. Its like the Kubler-Ross thing of the stages of healing was the way of thinking 2025 years ago. But, there is no one-size-fits-all in this whole arena. And, the more we realize that each person has to do it in his or her own way I think the better the healing process will be.
Im not sure they are universal. Maybe they are, but Im not sure about it. Being involved in the mens bereavement group with anywhere from six to twelve men every other week, everyones story is unique. There are some similarities. Youre right.
PP How do we engage that interconnectedness, that social, human, symbolic referencing that we do with another person thats gone. That needs to be reconstituted in our soul, in our body. How does that occur?
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Sandy Broyard lives in Chilmark. She facilitates the improvisational dance group, Whats Written Within and serves on the
SB I still think, and Sam you would
PP As you were saying George, there
SB Im not sure its profound. Its who
probably agree with this, when you have such a major loss in your life youre really isolated in the beginning. Nobody really knows or can know the extent of what youre feeling and experiencing, and thats all right. I had a good friend. She was also a social worker, and she used to say, This must be hard, Sandy. And that was enough. She would just acknowledge that it was hard. That was very comforting.
SF A lot of people say that friends and
is no dress rehearsal for death, but it is part of our lives. Im trying to understand what happens that allows you to live, move on within new connections. What is that, and how did it occur in your lives?
SF For me, the loneliness drove me to
seek companionship. So, I started seeking female companions. That is very common with men, mainly to assuage their loneliness.
PP Was that very hard, at first? SF It was terrible. Terrible. Because
family are great distractions after a major loss. I didnt find it that way. I felt it was such an inward thing that was inside of me that external things did not help at the beginning.
GC I think theres a major issue here
I am. I think everyone is born having this profound experience of living. I dont judge. Even people who have failed lives, or what we consider a difficult life, their experience is profound. Even if they are frozen in their feelings, that can be a horribly profound experience. I think people and their lives are so endlessly, amazingly interesting. The trajectory of a persons life and unique stories are incrediblehow people manage or dont manage, how they fall down, how they cant go on, and how they do go on.
GC I think something we are addressing
feelings out. What the bereavement group has taught us is that men can express this, and that men can go beyond the group and find a life for themselves without their mate.
SF One of the shocking things for many
everyone who I was with I would sit across from a dinner table and compare them to Gretchen. It was awful. It was terrible. It was painful. [Long Pause]
SB I kind of assumed that I would find
that were not addressing, and that is that death is a part of life. When youre alive, you dont think in terms of death. And theres no training for the process. You sort of go on, live your life, go on and do what youre supposed to do. Then suddenly, theres a loss. Someone dies who is very close to you. Youve had no training, no experience, and no one has told you what youre supposed to do and how youre supposed to react to all this. Youre suddenly supposed to find out for yourself. I agree with both Sandy and Sam; its an individual process how well youre brought up to live your life and experience death. My experience is different than that. My grandmother had four sisters and two brothers, and I was a little boy and I went to a funeral home for every one of those deaths. So I was inculcated with death at a very early ageexcept, when it happens with someone youre close to, its entirely different than with all the training you could possibly have. You still have that feeling as if someone has sucked something out of your life that you cant get back in.
SF I agree with you completely, George. SB I too.
someone. But, my husband was so unusual. I have male friends, and Im not with anyone in particular right now. Since he died, and its been twenty years, Ive had a number of relationships. None of them have evolved into long term relationships, and thats because my husband was a hard act to follow. For a number of years I felt Id have to have that in order to feel okay about myselfI would have to have an other in my life. But, my life was very rich and very full before my husband died, and I think thats just who I am... I think Im fortunate in my own personality, in who I am, because I have things that I love to do that Im passionate about. I discovered fly fishing. I moved to the Vineyard permanently. Ive always been a dancer... So, I feel very fortunate in those ways.
PP Having read your book [Sandy]
is that everyone has their own coping skills. And the question is how grief interferes with ones ability to have coping skills. Those who have problems with coping skills will try to find ways of assuaging the feeling they have. So, they take up a drug or alcohol and they begin to use that to modify or temper the feeling that they have. But, they dont understand. That becomes more destructive than the original processes. Its very, very difficult... Sam wanted to found a group with men who have lost. All of them have different coping skills that have been brought out. They use their own individual skills to the best of their abilities.
SF Its about people who share their own
of the men in the group, and was certainly so for me, is when they start dating theyre not the only ones involved. Its their family. Its their children, their in-laws, their grandchildren. Many of the men in our group have had a particular problem with their daughters when they start a new relationship. Its not mom. Shes so different from mom. Shes not up to mom. How can you do this to us, Dad? And, Youre disrespecting mom. That is a common theme that has come up in our meetings which I never expected.
PP Is that associated with the protector
motif, the provider, the solid continuity provider for family?

SF My experience has been that when a
NationalWidowers.org, is a very important resource for men whose spouses or significant others have died. If you take a look you will see many of the things we have discussed on that site. We have also started a peer to peer program. All of our meetings are peer-led. Theyre not led by professional therapists or psychiatrists. They are led by people who have gone through the experience. We are having a peer-to-peer program on a national basis where people can give us their names and telephone numbers and well have someone who has gone through the experience speak with them on the phone and let them know that they are not alone and that they will be helped through the process. Theres also a womens group very similar to ours that has been organically created called the WConnection.org. They are doing wonderful things and are trying to be a national organization to help women.
SB Well, I just think its important to
Advisory Board of The Yard. Her husband, Anatole Broyard who died in 1990 was a book critic and essayist for the New York Times. Her book, Standby, (Knopf, 2005) chronicles that loss. Read Waving Adieu, Adieu, Adieu by Wallace Stevens here: jayx2.livejournal. com/63285.html Sam Feldman After selling my national chain of apparel store in 1990, we moved to Marthas Vineyard from Baltimore. Gretchen loved painting and I was able to use my entrepreneurial skills to help create institutions to fill community needs. We were involved in the start up of the Charter School, Polly Hill Arboretum, The Marthas Vineyard Donors Collaborative, Mopeds are Dangerous, The Farm Institute, and after Gretchen died, the National Widowers Organization. Gretchen Feldman When Gretchen moved to Marthas Vineyard she thought nothing would be more appropriate than becoming a water color painter since she was surrounded by water. Her love and passion for the Vineyard was expressed in the way she blended the landscapes, ocean and beautiful sky. In the last year of her life she painted colorful microscopic cancer cells. However the last one on her easel before she died was dark and foreboding. George Cohn I practice Psychiatry on the Vineyard,after spending almost 30 years at Yale. My practice involves individual and group therapy with adults. The National Widowers Organization is a nonprofit organization whose goal is to educate the public about the special needs of men who have lost their life partner. They strive to provide support for men who have lost and are suffering through bereavement groups and widower-towidower support. For more information go to their website: nationalwidowers.org The WConnection strives to help widows to cope with the difficult loss of their husbands by providing emotional support as well as information and training to help them adjust to their new lives. Learn more about the WConnection here: www.wconnection.org
experiences. Sharing your experiences seem to help you in moving on.

PP So shared experience and intercon-
nectedness is very important in your own experiencethe capacity to learn to cope, to learn to reengage.
GC The fact of the matter is that with
theres this River Styx thing that happens when you take the ferry from Woods Hole to the Vineyard[but going from death to life.] And that you have an internal will thats both guided by and released from this grief is profound.
men having a bereavement group is they come to realize that they are not alone. They come to realize that there are other men there who can begin to share their feelings. Its very difficult for men to share their feelings openly. Women can do it very easily. Its a lot more difficult for men. Its not perceived as manly to cry. But it is manly to cry, to get the
widow has a relationship or gets married her children cheer. When a widower has a relationship the sons say Yeah, dad, go for it. And the daughters say, in many cases, Its awful. Youre doing the wrong thing. This bereavement, this healing, spreads out concentrically in the family and that has been very interesting to me to see how many people it really affects. It often affects the people where the person works and their relationships with others. Its a big deal. Its not just 415,000 men a year, and 975,000 widows being created a year. Its the 1,300,000 people and the 3 or 4 million people who are affected on an annual basis just in this country.
PP In the interest of time... is there
keep breathing and to find ways to continue to be present in your life, to stay connected to your community, to be loyal to ones friends and to be very forgiving to ones self and not to expect a lot in the early stages of grief. To be gentle and kind to ones self. Theres a beautiful poem by Wallace Stevens, Waving Adieu, Adieu, Adieu. Its about staying still. Its enough to stay still when saying good-bye. For me, it really speaks so deeply about just being present and being still.
GC I think the points that Sam and
something important I have missed that youd like to share before we call it a conversation?
SF I think its important that men know
that they are not alone. And, the national organization that we have created,
Sandy have made are very valid. I also think that everyone should understand that death is a part of life. That when we make out a will, we dont ever expect it to be enforced. You sit in the attorneys office and you say This is not going to happen to us. Were just going to go on... People should be aware of the fact that death can be beautiful, that it can be a blessing for someone to die a very graceful, peaceful, quiet death.
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Disintegration/Integration
David Hart and Demeris Wehr discuss life at the end of life.
About eight months before my late husband David Hart passed away, I realized that he was saying some very important, very transcendent things. I felt I had better write them down as a record for myself and possibly for others. With this realization, our Conversations began. Starting in early January of 2011 , I began sitting with David, taking dictation while he talked. He was able to articulate his perceptions as he approached the border between this life and the next one. His perceptions are a life line to me now when I reread them. They are a gift.
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David: I sense that where there is disintegration, there is an even deeper integration going on. Demaris: What, in your experience, is disintegration and integration? Disintegrationthe best way I can describe it is an old habit Ive had of not making ultimate sense out of life. Ive carried that with me a long time. Now, something else is turning up. Integration is a way of describing it, which is very meaningful to me. Whats getting integrated? laughsI cant really. Its that, there is a much greater meaning in life than Ive ever recognized beforesharing life, growing, changing, developing especially in recent times Ive been very aware of that process. The word integration says to me, no matter what you think, theres an ultimate meaningfulness about life and thats something you can discover ongoingly. Even when youre sick and almost dying some of the time, you discover this? Yes. I think so. Thats a very important aspect of it, because the large and small issues, like inadequacies or losses of certain abilitiesbut theres something else thats quite in the other direction. Like what? The Truth seems to be emerging somehow that theres no end to learning or coming to the reality of life. Some of the time that youre in this sickness youre closer to the Light. Yes, I agree. There are examples, like in the material that Ive been reading today. Its about a remarkable process of becoming one with life, as though every aspect of life becomes a part of the awareness of its own meaning. And that means a process of recognition, as though the Reality or Truth were being recognized more and more. Maybe it recognizes Itself. Yes. That could very well be, that theres a Self-recognition involved. And the basis of all this goes well beyond the usual basis of reason and argument. Its bigger. And theres no competition, and there is no argument here for Something thats Beyond. It just is.
Its an amazing area to be in. Its not the usual methods of understanding, or reason, or argument. Its outside of all that. Could you give it a name? Im sure there is one, but its hard to find. How can I express something which goes beyond the usual expression? It helps even to put it this way, to try to. it amounts to another view of life. What I really sense is that reality is the nature of life beyond everything that is generally accepted as this or that. Beyond dualism. Yes. So this includes everything it sounds like. Yeah. Very interesting. It really is. I could imagine setting this up in order to avoid opposition or argument or something, but this isnt that. Yeah, that would be avoidance and this isnt that. Yes. As I go on experiencing life now, some new way of experiencing enters into it. And its meaningful. This is a very important point, because theres a temptation Ive had at least, to dismiss life as meaningless. And thats not it at all. Life is expressing Itself, being out there, being there. Ive never looked at it this way before. Its way beyond ego. This whole belief in a separate ego isnt true. Exactly true. Because what we so often feel is that were separate, but were not separate. We cant even use the word. Something in you is absolutely related to this. (We got cut off by the nurse, Linda, coming in.)
August 13, 2011
Front, oil on canvas, 16 x 20"
I was b o r n o n t he Vi n e ya r d, love the beauty of the land,
David: I sense that love is all around. Love is our guide, too.
Marston Clough
sea and sky. My art is my response to the endlessly changing light and color. I often make monotypes without using a brush, and with my oil paintings I attempt to keep some of the same simplicitysometimes to the point of abstraction.
Demaris Wehr, David Harts widow, is a psychotherapist in private practice on the Vineyard. She is currently finishing a book about work she did in Bosnia and writing another book about her last year with David. It is provisionally entitled From Loss to Legacy: A Gift of Healing in Later Years. After it is finished, she plans to offer workshops called Grieving as Soul Work.
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Photographs courtesy of Neal Rantoul, Elizabeth Island Series, 2011
Amelia SmithDreamscape: The Elizabeth Islands
have never visited Naushon, not in my waking life, but Ive dreamed myself there dozens of times. Ive watched its landscape roll by, season after season, as I take the ferry to and from my home, Marthas Vineyard. As the ferry pulls through the waters of Woods Hole, I gaze at its low, grassy hills. Ive constructed a landscape in my mind from these glimpses, and follow its contours as I sleep. I visit the house thats just over the hill, in a little valley. Further west lies a mansion where there might be a party, or perhaps the guests have just departed. I wander through its dusty rooms, looking out to sea. The real Naushon, on my horizon, is tantalizingly out of reach. The Forbes family has owned it, the largest of the Elizabeth Islands, since 1856. They also own Uncatena, Nonameset, Pasque and Nashewenaalmost the entire group of these low-lying lands. I know some people whove been to Naushon, legally and illegally, but so far, I havent touched its shores. Sometimes I imagine myself in their virgin forests of windswept trees, as I traipse, trespassing, through the lesser woods on my side of the sound. Sometimes I look across to the Elizabeth Islands as I sit on the beach at Lamberts Cove or lean against the fence at the top of the Aquinnah cliffs. In summer, yachts sail along the sound, tantalizingly close to that other shore. Tidal waters run through the gaps between the islands, from Woods Hole beside the mainland to Robinsons Hole and Quicks Hole, all the way out to Robinsons Gap and Cuttyhunk. Beyond lie Buzzards Bay and the continent of North America. The sun sets across those waves, illuminating the islands, then obscuring them as they fade against the vibrant sky. Another island sits out of sight, in Buzzards Bay. Once upon a time, Penikese served as a leper colony, a place to cast away the victims of that unsightly disease. Now its the site
of an alternate juvenile detention program for teenage boys, todays undesired citizens. Ive thought of getting a job there, just so I could visit. So far, I havent. The final, seawardmost island in the chain is Cuttyhunk. This one, I could legally visit, without any special permission from the Forbes family or grappling with the problems of troubled adolescents. A town covers the lee side of the islands main hill. About 30 people live there year-round, but its population swells in the summer months. I could sail there from Menemsha on the catamaran Arabella, but only in July and August. I went to Cuttyhunk on my cousins fishing boat when I was about 12 years old. I remember running up through the town, but then we were hurried back to the boat and home. Ive always wanted to return. A ferry runs from New Bedford every day in the summer, but only once a week in the colder months. In winter, Cuttyhunk is nearly as inaccessible as those other islands. From the sands beneath the cliffs, the clear light of a December sun sometimes refracts its low profile into a mirage city. Cuttyhunks dreamscape pedigree is more exalted than my night-time ramblings over the sunny hills of Naushon. In 1602, the explorer Bartholomew Gosnold and his crew landed there. They intended to establish the first English settlement in this part of the world. During their three-week stay, the Englishmen built a fort on a tiny island in Cuttyhunks seaward pond, and gathered sassafras roots to sell back in their home port. In those days, Wampanoags came to Cuttyhunk and the other Elizabeth Islands in the summer, to hunt, fish, and gather, but their homes were on the mainland or Marthas Vineyard. The island was mostly uninhabited, which partly explains its appeal to the small expedition. In their journals, members of Gosnolds crew wrote about the island and their feast with the visiting native Americans, who they described as tall and fair. When Gosnolds ship prepared to sail back across the Atlantic, few crewmembers were willing to remain. They abandoned their fort on this wind-swept island, vulnerable as it was to hurricanes and lesser blasts from the sea. On their return to England, Gosnold and his crew presumably reported to their
queen, Elizabeth I , for whom they had named these islands. Less official reports of their voyage were probably circulated over pints of ale and bitter. Stories of these new world adventures could have spread through their letters, journals, and tales told. William Shakespeare, writing at this time, most likely heard rumors of newly discovered islands. In the early 20th century, someone speculated that Cuttyhunk was the model for Prosperos island, featured in The Tempest. The theory rests on several descriptions within the play. Like Prosperos island, Cuttyhunk has two harbors and a pond. On it, a group of shipwrecked sailors could completely lose track of one another, but not for long. The island is windswept and virtually bare of trees: Heres neither bush nor shrub to bear off any weather at all, and another storm brewing. (The Tempest, Act II , scene 2, lines 1819). Also, a breeze comes to the island from the Bermudas, suggesting that it is in the north. More serious scholars argued that Calibans blackness and a mention of marmosets, a South American primate, pointed to a location in the Caribbean. As a writer, Shakespeare need not have relied on a single account for his imaginary island. More likely, he knit together the dreamlike setting of The Tempest from a variety of sources, including his imagination, and stories from Gosnold and his crew. Prosperos island is more dreamscape than real, just like the view of Cuttyhunk from the shores of the Vineyard on a sunny winter day. In my basement, there is a pile of white oak and marine plywood, the very sketchy beginnings of a boat. I believe that some day my brother and I will finish it and sail across the Vineyard Sound. Then, we could join the yachts crowding Tarpaulin Cove on Naushon every August. Or, I could wait until the crowds and summer haze have given way to clearer autumn light, and the land and sea shine in saturated, crisp colors, just before the cold turns them brown. I could take my small boat and beat through the waves along the shores of the Elisabeth Islands, all the way to Cuttyhunk, then sail back home, to dream of them again.
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M y d r i v e to pa i n t i s ro ot e d i n t he d es i g n p ro c es s and letting people draw their own
conclusions. I enjoy the uninterrupted, materialization of the object and the potency of the end
Ketz
product. Things that happen quickly tend to retain underlying concepts. There isnt enough time to pick away at an idea when something happens in a matter of days. In my experience, the original concept of a design can sometimes get lost in the act of collaboration and construction. I guess I have a strong desire for creative control and these paintings are a part of that. If I desire anything from my art it would be for viewer to take something away from the experience and keep it to themselves. I feel its a very personal experience. I guess I want different people to connect with the art in different ways. The only way to do this is to not force ideas or meanings onto a viewer and allow a unique interaction. I dont title the works or force a particular orientation as this gives someone the chance for a unique interaction with the art. I dont think people want to be told what they should see in my art. I trust the process and dont have a set approach except to do what Im sure to love. I like the idea of blurring the lines between painting, sculpture and an interactive object. By not forcing an orientation for a painting you leave open the possibility for multiple people to view the art differently. I like this level of interaction between the art and the viewerI look at most of my paintings as interactive sculpture.
C5, (4 sheets), acrylic paint, perm ink, oil pastel on paper, 46 x 70"
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This excerpt is reprinted courtesy of Houghton Mifflin Harcourt Copyright 2012 by Jonah Lehrer, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt Publishing Company www.hmhbooks.com
Imagine | Jonah Lehrer

The struggle of maturity is to recover the seriousness of a child at play.
Friedrich Nietzsche
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4 The Letting Go
chord that was impossible to play. Before Adolphe could correct the music, however, Ma decided to rehearse the composition in his dorm room. Yo-Yo played through my piece, sight-reading the whole thing, Adolphe says. And when that impossible chord came, he somehow found a way to play it. His bow was straight across all four strings. Afterward, I asked him how he did it, because I had been told by the teacher that it couldnt be done. And Yo-Yo said, Youre right. I dont think it can be done. And so we started over again, and this time when the chord came I yelled, Stop! We both looked at his left hand, and it was completely contorted on the fingerboard. The hand position he had somehow found was uncomfortable for him to hold; his fingers were twisted in a most unnatural way. See, Yo-Yo said, youre right, you really cant play that. But he did! For Adolphe, the story is a reminder of Mas astonishing talent, his ability to play those unplayable chords. Its a virtuosity that has turned Ma into one of the most famous classical performers in the world, an artist celebrated for a wide variety of recordings, from the cello suites of Bach to the swing of American bluegrass. Hes improvised with Bobby McFerrin, recorded scores for Hollywood blockbusters, and popularized the melodies of Central Asia. Sometimes, Ill watch him play and Ill feel that same awe I felt as a student at Juilliard, Adolphe says. He can take your notes and he can find the thing that makes them come alive. Ma is a technical master, of course, but what makes him such a special performer is that he also knows when to release technique for something deeper, for that depth of emotion that no one else can find. But Ma wasnt always such an expressive performer. In fact, his pursuit of musical emotion began only after a memorable failure. I was nineteen and I had worked my butt off, Ma told David Blum of The New Yorker in 1989. I knew the music inside and out. While sitting there at the concert, playing all the notes correctly, I started to wonder, Why am I here? Whats at stake? Nothing. Not only is the audience bored but I myself am bored. Perfection is not very communicative. For Ma, the tedium of the flawless performance taught him that there is often a tradeoff between perfection and expression. If you are
he theater is empty; the house lights are low. Yo-Yo Ma is lugging his cello across the stage toward a lonely metal chair at its center. The instrument looks heavy, and Ma takes delicate steps, the long horsehair bow jutting out into space. He sits, steadies himself in the chair, and stares for a long moment at the sheet music. Then he raises his right arm, positions his fingers on the wooden neck, and drags the bow across the strings. The first note sounds like a beautiful moan. Im sitting next to Bruce Adolphe, the composer of the piece Ma is rehearsing, and he seems a little nervous. Because Ma is such a celebrityin the previous two months, hes played twenty-three concerts in eighteen citiesthis is the first time Adolphe has heard him play the music. Theres always that anxiety that comes during the run-throughs, Adolphe says. Ive been living with these notes for so long, but it always sounds different when its up on stage. Ma is sight-reading the piece, so he begins playing slowly, like someone trying to decipher the first pages of a novel written in a barely familiar language. Sometimes he stops in the middle of a phrase and then repeats the notes with a slightly different interpretation. And then, after a few tentative minutes, Ma begins to disappear into the music. I see it first in his body, which begins to subtly sway. The movement then spreads to his right arm, so that the bow starts to trace wider and wider arcs in the air. Before long, Mas shoulders are relaxed and expressive, drawing together whenever the tempo increases. And when he repeats the theme of the piece, his eyes briefly close, as if he were entranced by the same beauty hes pouring into space. I look over at Adolphe: his tension has turned into a faint smile. Bruce Adolphe first met Ma at the Juilliard School in New York City. Although Ma was only fifteen years old at the time, he was already an established performer, having played for JFK at the White House and with Leonard Bernstein on national television. Adolphe was a promising young composer who had just written his first cello piece. Unfortunately, I had no idea what I was doing, Adolphe remembers. Id never written for the instrument before. Hed shown a draft of his composition to a Juilliard instructor, who told him that the piece featured a
only worried about not making a mistake, then you will communicate nothing, he says. You will have missed the point of making music, which is to make people feel something. This search for emotion shapes the way Ma approaches every concert. He doesnt begin by analyzing the details of his cello part or by glancing at what the violins are supposed to play. Instead, he reviews the complete score, searching for the larger story. I always look at a piece of music like a detective novel, Ma says. Maybe the novel is about a murder. Well, who committed the murder? Why did he do it? My job is to retrace the story so that the audience feels the suspense. So that when the climax comes, theyre right there with me, listening to my beautiful detective story. Its all about making people care about what happens next. Mas unusual musical approach is apparent during these rehearsals, as he carefully refines his interpretations of Adolphes score. Over the course of the afternoon, his performance steadily accumulates its feeling; his body grows more loose-limbed and expressive. Mas slight shifts of interpretationhushing a pianissimo even more, speeding up a melodic riff, exaggerating a crescendoturn a work of intricate tonal patterns into a passionate narrative. These shifts are not in the score, and yet they reveal what the score is trying to say. Most of the time, Ma cant explain what inspired these changes, but that doesnt matter: he has learned to trust himself, to follow his storytelling instincts. And this is why Ma sways as he plays: Because he cant restrain himself. Because he is experiencing the same emotions that he is trying to express. Because he is letting himself go. The best storytellers always get really into their own stories, Ma says. Theyre waving their arms, laughing at their own jokes. Thats what I try to be like on stage . . . I know that some of the best music happens when you let yourself get a little carried away.1 To make this kind of performance possible, Ma cultivates an easy, casual air backstage. Thirty minutes before the concert begins, Ma disappears into a quiet room. When he reemerges, I expect him to be somber and serious and maybe a little nervous. Instead, Ma is just as disarming and funny as ever, teasing me about my tie, eating a banana, and making small talk with Adolphe. This ease is not a pose: Ma needs to stay relaxed. If he is too clenched with focus, too edgy with nerves, then the range of his musical expression will vanish. He will not be able to listen to those feelings that guide his playing. People always ask me how I stay loose before a performance, Ma says. The first thing I tell them is that everybody gets nervous. You cant help it. But what I do before I walk onstage is I pretend that Im the host of a big dinner party, and everybody in the audience is in my living room. And one of the worst things you can do as a host is to show youre worried. Is the fish overcooked? Is the wine too warm? Is the beef too rare? If you show that youre worried, then everybody feels uncomfortable.
This is what I learned from Julia Child. You know, she would drop her roast chicken on the floor, but did she scream? Did she cry or panic? No, she just calmly picked the chicken off the floor and managed to keep her smile. Playing the cello is the same way. I will make a mistake on stage. And you know what? I welcome that first mistake. Because then I can shrug it off and keep smiling. Then I can get on with the performance and turn off that part of the mind that judges everything. Im not thinking or worrying anymore. And its when Im least conscious of what Im doing, when Im just lost in the emotion of the music, that Im performing at my best. 1. There is something scary about letting ourselves go. It means that we will screw up, that we will relinquish the possibility of perfection. It means that we will say things we didnt mean to say and express feelings that we cant explain. It means that we will be onstage and not have complete control, that we wont know what were going to play until we begin, until the bow is drawn across the strings. While this spontaneous method might be frightening, its also an extremely valuable source of creativity. In fact, the act of letting go has inspired some of the most famous works of modern culture, from John Coltranes saxophone solos to Jackson Pollocks drip paintings. Its Miles Davis playing his trumpet on Kind of Bluemost of the album was recorded on the very first takeand Lenny Bruce inventing jokes at Carnegie Hall. Although this kind of creativity has always been defined by its secrecy, we are now beginning to understand how it happens. The story begins in the brain. Charles Limb, a neuroscientist at Johns Hopkins University, has investigated the mental process underlying improvisation. Limb is a self-proclaimed music addicthe has a small recording studio near his officeand has long been obsessed with the fleshy substrate of creative performance. How did Coltrane do it? Limb asks. How did he get up there onstage and improvise his music for an hour or sometimes more? Sure, a lot of musicians can throw out a creative little ditty here and there, but to continually produce masterpiece after masterpiece is nothing short of remarkable. I wanted to know how that happened. Although Limbs experiment was simple in concepthe was going to watch jazz pianists improvise new tunes while in a brain scannerit proved difficult to execute. Thats because the giant superconducting magnets in fMRI machines require absolute stillness of the body part being studied, which meant that Limb needed to design a custom keyboard that could be played while the pianists were lying down. (The setup involved an intricate system of angled mirrors, so the subjects could see their hands.) Each musician began by playing pieces that required no imagination, such as the C -major scale and a simple blues tune memorized in advance. But then came the creativity
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condition: the subject was told to improvise a new melody as she played along with a recorded jazz quartet. While the subject was riffing on the keyboard, the scanner was monitoring minor shifts in brain activity. The scientists found that jazz improv relied on a carefully choreographed set of mental events. The process started with a surge of activity in the medial prefrontal cortex, an area at the front of the brain that is closely associated with self-expression. (Limb refers to it as the center of autobiography in the brain.) This suggests that the musician was engaged in a kind of storytelling, searching for the notes that reflected her personal style. At the same time, the scientists observed, there was a dramatic shift in a nearby circuit, the dorsolateral prefrontal cortex (DLPFC ). While the DLPFC has many talents, its most closely associated with impulse control. This is the bit of neural matter that keeps each of us from making embarrassing confessions, or grabbing at food, or stealing from a store. In other words, its a neural restraint system, a set of handcuffs that the mind uses on itself. What does self-control have to do with creative improvisation? Before a single note was played in the improv condition, each of the pianists exhibited a deactivation of the DLPFC , as the brain instantly silenced the circuit. (In contrast, this area remained active when the pianist played a memorized tune.) The musicians were inhibiting their inhibitions, slipping off those mental handcuffs. According to Limb, this allowed them to create new music without worrying about what they were creating. They were letting themselves go. But unleashing the mind is not enoughsuccessful improv requires a very particular kind of creative expression. After it slips off the handcuffs, the brain must still find something interesting to say. This is the generation phase of the improv process, in which performers unleash a flood of raw material. Whats so astonishing about this creative production, however, is that its not reckless or random. Instead, the spontaneously generated ideas are constrained by the particular rules of the form. The jazz pianists, for instance, needed to improvise in the right key and tempo and mode. Jackson Pollock had to drip the paint in a precise pattern across the canvas. Or look at Yo-Yo Ma: his emotional release always fits the exacting requirements of the music. He sways, but he sways in perfect time. I think the best way to perform is when your unconscious is fully available to you, but youre still a little conscious too, Ma says. Its like when youre lying in bed in the early morning. I always have my best ideas then. And I think its because Im still half-asleep, listening to what my unconscious is telling me. But at the same time, Im not in the midst of some crazy dream, because then its just crazy. I guess its a controlled kind of craziness. Thats the ideal state for performance. How does the brain find this liminal space? That was the question asked in a recent fMRI study by neuroscientists at Harvard in which twelve classically trained pianists were told to invent melodies. Unlike the Limb study, which compared brain
activity during improv and memorized piano pieces, this experiment was designed to compare brain activity during different kinds of improv. (This would allow the scientists to detect the neural substrate shared by every form of spontaneous creativity, not just those bits of brain associated with particular types of music.) As expected, the various improv conditionsregardless of the musical genreled to a surge of activity in a variety of neural areas, including the premotor cortex and the inferior frontal gyrus. The premotor activity is simply an echo of execution, as the new musical patterns are translated into bodily movements. The inferior frontal gyrus, however, is most closely associated with language and the production of speech. Why, then, is it so active when people compose on the spot? The scientists argue that expert musicians invent new melodies by relying on the same mental muscles used to create a sentence; every note is like a word. Those bebop players play what sounds like seventy notes within a few seconds, says Aaron Berkowitz, the lead author on the Harvard study. Theres no time to think of each individual note. They have to have some patterns in their toolbox. Of course, the development of these patterns requires years of practice, which is why Berkowitz compares improvisation to the learning of a second language. At first, he says, its all about the vocabulary words; students must memorize a dizzying number of nouns, adjectives, and verb conjugations. Likewise, musicians need to immerse themselves in the art, internalizing the intricacies of Shostakovich or Coltrane or Hendrix. After musicians have studied for years, however, the process of articulation starts to become automaticthe language student doesnt need to contemplate her verb charts before speaking, just as the musician can play without worrying about the movement of his fingers. Its only at this point, after expertise has been achieved, that improvisation can take place. When the new music is needed, the notes are simply there, waiting to be expressed. It looks easy because they have already worked so hard. These cortical machinations reveal the wonder of improvisation, the mirrors and wire behind this magic trick of creativity. They capture a mind able to selectively silence that which keeps us silent. And then, just when weve found the courage to create something new, the brain surprises us with a perfectly tuned burst of expression. This is what we sound like when nothing is holding us back.
1. In many respects, Mas obsession with spontaneity and expression and his disinterest
Barney Zeitz
I h av e s p e n t 4 0 y e a r s t ry i n g to figure things out. I want to
infuse objects with meaning, where a centerpiece on the table not only holds flowers, or a cat, but makes a ceremony of sitting in front of it. Building my house/studio made for many opportunities to figure out a solution to a problem by creating objects of glass, metal, and drawing to function as doors, lighting fixtures; even the garbage bin. Designing and building the studio and enclosures for the yard became a large art piece with the outdoor shower, arbors with sculptures on top and the large metal and glass wall of the welding studio. Working on a functional item is just as important in that moment of creation as a public memorial. Being present in the moment is my greatest challenge. Not looking ahead to finishing, or back at what is done, but just being here.
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in perfection evokes an earlier mode of performance. The classical music of the eighteenth century, for instance, is full of cadenzas, those brief parentheses in the score where the performer is supposed to play freely. (The practice peaked with Mozart, who wrote cadenzas into most of his compositions.) In these frantic and somewhat unscripted moments, the performer was able to become a personality and express what he felt.
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This essay is published by permission of Vineyard Stories, from the collection of twenty-seven essays titled: Home Bird Four Seasons on Marthas Vineyard. Published in June, 2012.
Kathy Garlick
Letter to the Insomniacs
You see, you have to go deep inside your own history, and find what trembles there, on the ice on the middle of the continent a little deer standing just three feet high and ask, what are you doing here? and you have to let the stars look
Laura WainwrightEvening Watch
What Did You Hear?

Angels, who fell nine days And nine nights, how much pity You must have felt for yourselves. Falling, did one of you dream Of a crippled child sitting at your knee, Looking up at you with his big gold eyes? Did you say, I envy you. Did you hear crackles of seeds Pushing through The plowed earth below? Or were the sounds around you Only your own voices Falling through the reverse of life? Everyone knows it is not because of you That we dont love the world enough. You must grieve for us now; its only fair. We gave you so much time.
and be blind to the ghost dance while the delicate play of causes forgets you and the red faced man lying beside a wall, worked over by men who hated their days and nights who drank and spit in a light rain. You are supposed to stay still youre to call to each other at night when you hear your enemies pray, and the cries from the street which make you afraid as teeth are big I tell you now because I love you, and if you think Im lying, youre lost.
ven on summer evenings I dont often linger outside. Ill walk down to the beach and take a swim, but once I hang my wet suit on the line and step into the kitchen, this room becomes the center of my concentration. I flick on the lights, turn up the radio, and start dinner. One of the kids or a guest may call me out onto the back porch to admire the sunset, but no matter how lovely it is, my attention remains with the meal on the stove. The ding of a timer or the scent of finely chopped basil tugs me back inside. So I usually miss the time when light slowly fades and so many animals become active. Not this evening. Tonight I am home alone. I pour a glass of cold white wine, drag a chair into the far corner of our porch and sink into it. The cottage next door is empty of its usual summer tenants. There are no sing-song voices playing hide and seek in the small yard. No screen doors bang. The grill sits unlit. The porch light is off. I notice three catbirds hopping along the low stone wall between our house from theirs. The undiluted quiet is a gift. Fog blankets the dropping sun. This isnt one of those nights with wild reds and oranges swirling across the sky. The fading light is the dusty color of a blueberry. As the dusk slowly ebbs, I watch the color bleed and thicken to a deep plum against the umber of the newly mown field. A tawny smudge moves at the bottom of the field, catching my eye. I wait. Out from behind a huckleberry bush steps a young doe. Her four legs are delicate and lanky, thin strips of gold against a puddle of the blue grey light. She must sniff me, since she stops and looks my way, but she does not startle. Instead, she twists to rub her hind leg with her head, indulging in a long, thorough scratch before continuing along the path. I cant count the number of times Ive watched my own children and dogs meander down this same trail heading for the beach. I anticipate where she will vanish behind two beetlebungs and then move my eyes to the exact spot where
she will reappear. I track her journey until she disappears at the far end of the field, absorbed by a purple patch of oak. Just as I lose sight of the deer, two skunks saunter into view as if on cue. Separated solely by a low stone wall, these solitary animals seem oblivious of one another. What innate signal roused these animals from their burrows at the exact same moment? One patrols our yard, while the other commandeers the cottage field. They notice me: both tails are up in warning, but otherwise they sniff the ground for grubs, fully absorbed with the business of dinner. Their black-and-white coats look glossy and thick. The white stripe glows iridescent in the advancing dark. I have an urge to run my hand through their fur, but its short-lived. The skunk in our yard comes closer and closer to my perch on the porch. Hes more at home than I am comfortable with. I click my tongue to remind him Im here. It works. He races across the lawn and slithers over the wall and vanishes in a tangle of bittersweet and wild cherry. Stars pepper the sky. Its fully dark now, and the thought of my own dinner pulls me inside. Encircled by the yellow glow of my cozy kitchen I try to picture all the other animal lives I run parallel to but rarely intersect with. Who else do I routinely miss? Otters? Owls? Raccoons? Moles? Spiders? I wonder how many species use the path I think of as ours and which animals are just now getting up and starting their day in the night? Im grateful to be reminded of the extraordinary way living things fill each niche. Its too easy to forget how remarkably complex and rich our world is. From the kitchen window I can just make out the outline of my bathing suit on the line. Tomorrow morning when I put it on, Ill be following the deers path to the beach and looking for signs of other travelers. Tomorrow evening I hope to be back on the porch watching and listening to the vibrant world thats always there. Its just a matter of paying attention.
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A& I So, why landscape? KV My response to place is about trying to find

out who I am and about reconciling my history my painting puts me someplace solid. Landscape is a starting point for me evolving into different things. Slowly Im getting closer to people and animals. The landscape is constantly evolving as I become more immersed.
A& I So there is a formal process of refinement

and theres an overarching process of refinement. In that refinement process, are you trying to say something or see something?
Last Boat, oil on canvas, 12 x 15"
KV Seeing things is the ultimate goal. There

are so many things to see. Seeing is usually the hardest thing. Whether youre a photo-realist or an abstract artist. Im ruled by a visual worldI have to let visual things come out. I dont focus on the other things, so Im always trying to get the visual out.
Bull, oil on canvas, 54 x 85"
A& I Where are you going in your work? KV Its funny. Its like looking back in your
memory. I look at what Im doing now and my first painting and I think of it as a thought process. I can revisit things in the past that I want to keep and decide what I want to do as I go forwardit fits into the refinement process or the evolution.
Kenneth Vincent
Arts & Ideas How would you describe the
importance of your geometric approach to volume and light? Im looking for. It forces a particular construct upon myself.
A& I Where do you think youre going? KV God, I dont know Its kind of weird.
I always have had this thing for people who are into psychicsyou know, the people who want to fast forward the movie. I dont. Im really committed to process. I have faith that Ill keep going.
Slack Tide, oil on canvas, 43 x 48"
A& I So your geometry is a prism of sorts

that allows you to see?
Kenneth Vincent I focus on the composition of things, and the geometry of things is a template for me to place over what I see. Im interested in shape. I organize my paintings around geometry. It forces me to come to a point, to the tip of the spear.
KV It gets rid of other peoples noise. A& I What do you mean? KV As an artist youre constantly aware of
the viewersomebodys going to see this. And, as an artist, youre looking and seeing through others perspectives, what other artists are doing and have donein your awareness, you kind of make a gumbo at times. Thats fine, but I want to make very intentional ideas, and this does it.
A& I Lets just hope you keep going. KV Well, I think thats the thing about being an
artistyou have no choice. When I was 5, I couldnt get this fire truck just right and I wanted to quit right then. Obviously, I didnt. So, you cant stop until you pull your plug for real.
A& I What do you mean tip of the spear? KV Its almost like looking through the keyhole of the door. Everyone has their own perspective and my geometrical perspective forces me to look through this little hole and makes me organize space around whatever
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v i s iting arti st
Camille SeamanGrounded Iceberg, East Greenland
Camille Seaman, photographer, knows time and earth. She brings us in through expansive images and helps us appreciate our place on the planet. Sarah Das, a WHOI scientist, sees and documents a planet in motion through a lens of geologic time. They see the collapse of Greenlands ice shelf as process of both timeless change and climate change. Greenland and Marthas Vineyard are connected through their perspectives.
cientists are trying to understand the [Greenland] ice sheet in two waysWhat is the mass balance.
on the scale of human history. Greenland and Marthas Vineyard are both islands Greenland I think is the largest island? They are both dominated by glacial processes. Marthas Vineyard was formed by sediments and rocks from the [Laurentide] ice sheet that covered North America. Greenland is being formed and shaped by an ice sheet that is disappearing. Greenland is an island made of rock with ice coming off of it. We wouldnt have Marthas Vineyard without ice sheets. Sea level rise and erosion is one thing but Marthas vineyard arose out of an ice sheet. In that process is both growth and loss. One real connection is that here are global climate imprints on a local scale.
A big connection between Greenland and Marthas Vineyard can be seen by looking at it on geological time: Marthas Vineyard is a bit of the Laurentide ice sheet. It is temporary. An iceberg and an ice sheet is temporary. A moraine is temporary. Like changes on Greenland, Marthas Vineyard is here now, but then one day it could the gone; its ephemeral. We are forced to look at climate models. We still get a variety of interpretations about how Greenland would contributed to sea level rise. We then have to know how well are our climate models are distilling what we understand of our climate system. Whats driving the temperature change is the build up of greenhouse gasses carbon emissions and methane releases in the arctic.
We dont know what those will be, so we dont know what the temperature will be. But there are projections that Greenland [ice sheet] melting can increase ocean level from millimeters to a meter over the next 100 yearsthats a lot of water. Its a big place. One of the proposed mechanisms for some of the speedup and loss of ice has been warming of the ocean water around Greenland not just by warming of the air. The current scientific question is, Are the ocean currents are just getting warmer, or are there new ocean currents that havent been there in the past. There is some indication that the Gulf Stream has spun off warm sub-surface rivers of water at depth and these are heading up
into the fjords and melting the glaciers. We are just learning about this now. Obviously, the ocean connects this region to Greenland in a big waynot to say we could put a bottle and find it in Greenland. But, water can warm up here and be transported northward by the Gulf stream and spill off into the fjords to melt ice. So, it goes both waysit heats up here and goes up there. And, around Greenland the air/water temperature increases ice melt and could increase ocean levels down here. Its as if there is a bit of Greenland floating around. Sarah Das
What is new snow and new melting. So, its
about the snow coming in and ice going out. Over the last couple of decades the ice sheet has been losing more ice every year and the rate of loss has increasedso its getting smaller, faster. One of the ways the ice sheet loses mass is the ice moving more quickly with is moving into the ocean. The amount of ice mass, the pace of ice loss and climate change all figure into it. Im a geologist by training and the human time on earth is a microscopic fingertip changethese [geological] changes are large
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New Generation
Synergy of imagination, finance, business and design creates innovative ways to generate renewable energywhere we live, farm and shop.
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Tova Katzman
By Amelia Smith, in collaboration with Patrick Phillips

We are like tenant farmers chopping down the fence around our house for fuel when we should be using Natures inexhaustible sources of energysun, wind and tide. ... Id put my money on the sun and solar energy. What a source of power! I hope we dont have to wait
T homas Alva Edison until oil and coal run out before we tackle that.
dison in conversation Henry Ford and Harvey Firestone (1931), quoted as a recollection of the author, in James Newton, E Uncommon Friends: Life with Thomas Edison, Henry Ford, Harvey Firestone, Alexis Carrel & Charles Lindbergh (1987), 31.
Chilmark in the 1940 s. Gay Head didnt ne hundred thirty years ago, in September of 1882, get electricity until the 1950s. We no Thomas Edison switched on longer had to rely directly on fire, coal and the worlds first electrical oil lamps for light. Convenient, flick of supply network. It carried direct current a switch electricity had arrived. electricity to 59 customers in Lower ManAt first, the islands electricity came hattan. In the summer of 1883, less than from generators located on-island but owned and controlled off-island. In 1955, a year after Edisons Manhattan network, Marthas Vineyard got its first small electric the islands last diesel power plant shut planta generator in Hiawatha Park which down and the island became entirely relipowered about a dozen arc lights along ant on the mainland for our electricity. We Circuit Ave. The lights were smoky, danger- were connected to a plant in New Bedford, ous, and burned only on summer evenings. and to the growing industrial power grid. A few years later, a year-round power Over the past century the amount of plant was built in Eastville to supply coal, oil and gas used to light homes, busiVineyard Haven and Oak Bluffs. The rest nesses, towns and cities has expanded on of the island caught on slowly. Edgartowns massive scale. The U.S. uses about a billion streets were lit by oil lamps until 1896. short tons of coal a year in electricity production.1 On a regional basis, figures Electric lines crept up South Road into
from February 2012 show New England uses one hundred and thirteen thousand tons of coal to produce electricity.2 Overall, the burning of fossilized plant and animal life accounts for ninety percent of Americas energy. These fossils are limited resources. Some project extraction and production of oil, coal and natural gas will peaklikely within this generation.3 Fossil fuels is not the only story in the last one-hundred-thirty years. The first solar electric cell was built in the 1880 s. After a century of slow product and market development, photovoltaic (PV ) panels became a technically practical way to generate electricity for homes. On Marthas Vineyard, PV panels were put on houses that had never been connected to the grid as with some on the camps on Cape Pogue.
In the 1990s and early 2000s PV panels were installed around the island. Some of those early systems produced solargenerated power that flowed back into the grid. Grid-tied panels on these homes could be thought of as small cottage industry energy production sites. Other solar panel projects gave a few households energy independencefree of the grid and industrial electricity. But because of relatively high upfront cost, and consumer habit, decisions to install solar panels were for the most part made on moral, not economic, grounds. Since before the first Earth Day in April 1970 theres been a powerful refrain: Were destroying the earth to light our homes. Like it or not, moral arguments didnt provide much market incentive. Until recently thats where things stood. However, as Edison bet, things are changing. Today, here on Marthas Vineyard, a new solar energy economy is emerging. As a result of state and federal rebates, competitive mortgages on solar installations and Solar Renewable Energy Certificates (SREC s) it is now feasible and economically practical to conceive of, design, finance and build modest scale energy production sites on Marthas Vineyard. As a result of these economic incentives, local towns and businesses are refocusing attention on the financial practicality of solar energy and landleaseprojects. Aquinnah has agreed to install an array. Tisbury is looking into the economics of leasing land to install an arraypotentially contributing four hundred thousand dollars in town revenue. Farmers are also leasing land to smallscale energy developers.4 Not all underused land suitable for solar arrays is farm or undeveloped land. For municipal and retail land, parking lots are a good example of underused land which can be put to use to generate local renewable electricity. The array over Cronigs parking lot is an up-close example of these new generators going up in a high-traffic, public space. The arrays are a small-scale local power station at a grocery store. They offset the buildings fossil energy use by 25%.
The Farm Array on Andrew Woodrus land will generate 250 kilowatts of energy. Bill Bennett has leased the land from Mr. Woodru. The fertile ground below might soon be planted in a shade-crop.
In economic terms, when the arrays are generating more electricity than Cronigs uses, they will pump that energy back into the grid for credit. In addition, with every 1000 Kilowatts generated, Vineyard Power will receive SREC s which can be sold back to the energy supplier. A social benefit exists alongside the economic. With a nod to the future of electric cars on-island, people will be able to drive to the store, park in the shade beneath the arrays, and charge their cars. Perhaps most importantly, the arrays are a model of energy generation. The arrays at Cronigs will familiarize people with a real life story of energy generation here on Marthas Vineyard. In the near future, the relationship between people, open public parking space and energy production could become routine. The solar arrays at Cronigs went up quickly; however, they didnt just spring into being. It took the collaborative interests, design and/or construction capacity of a bank, a retailer, a community organization and a design/build/ energy company. The project is primarily a collaboration between Vineyard Power, Cronigs, and South Mountain Company. Vineyard Power is building a cooperative of residents and businesses that own their energy future, says Richard Andre of Vineyard Power. We can build a renewable energy infrastructure around solar energy. The solar arrays at Cronigs are a real demonstration of the physical thing. To be viable the arrays must be more than a physical model; they must be a financial model as well. This solar array also creates income. We need to have a functioning business model. Our success depends upon it. Edgartown National Bank is jazzed. Their financing helps it happen, says Andre. Beyond financial viability and public awareness,
the arrays, of course, reduce fossil fuel consumption. The renewable energy put into the grid backs out and replaces fossil fuels, says Andre. The state of Massachusettss power comes primarily from natural gas, coal, and oil. That money goes away from the island to OPEC , and strip mining, says Mr. Andre. Vineyard Powers goal is to transition the island away from a fossil fuel based energy economy to a renewable energy economy, first through solar and then through large-scale offshore wind, then later through biomass. This is another future story. But, the work done now to finance, design and build early models is important. Vineyard Powers goal is to become a public utility. They would like to produce 75% of the islands energy needs locally, through renewable energy, while keeping money, jobs, and control in the island community. These could happen at the airport, or the High School. Wed like to get to 5 megawatts of island solar energy generation in three years. Weve built this one, now lets see. In 2003 Steve Bernier, owner of Cronigs Markets, installed a solar array on the porch of Healthy Additions as a demonstration for the Vineyard Energy Project. As with the new array in the parking lot, part of that collaboration was to raise awareness of solar energy. Im doing this because Im conscious of fossil fuel depletion, says Mr. Bernier. Were tearing down mountains in Appalachia to dig coal, to create energy, to transport food. We have to do something about the fact that all the engines on this planet run on fossil fuel. This gives us a platform to experiment, Mr. Bernier says. We have a beautiful community. We are blessed. I just hope we are resilient enough to create shifts in our thinking. I think its better if we do this in our front yard, where we can all see it and feel it and talk about it.
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The structural steel installation at All of our utilities are electric, says Cronigs is designed in part to inspire Madeleine Ezanno. It doesnt take a lot other businesses and individuals to move to keep the house warm. Our houses towards solar power. It was also designed have lots of light and theyre all southand built by South Mountain Company, facing. With three adults and a teenager known more for wood and architecture in the house, they use plenty of hot than for steel and engineering. The initiawater, but despite not trying too hard tive at Cronigs is about energy, cars to save energy, their bills are relatively and people. People can now drive to the low. Id love it if one day we could store, park in a shady place, and charge not be reliant on N-Star, Ms. Ezanno their electric vehicles while they shop, says. Although they rely on the power says John Abrams, President of South system, that system also benefits from Mountain Company. Most of all, its the contribution these households make. about appropriate land use. Parking lots Home solar panels help create a reciproare plentiful, and they consist of disturbed cal relationship between homeowners and real estate used only for the temporary energy suppliers, rather than a world in storage of vehicles. Now we can make which consumers are entirely dependent them into renewable energy power plants on industrial power. Through our homes rather than using valuable habitat, woodwe can understand our relationship lands, or agricultural land for this purpose. to fossil fuels and to resilient, renewableWith Vineyard Power, instead of them and low-energy systems. (the off-island utility) its us (our local Solar is a small part of the energy mix ratepayer-owned cooperative). Vineyard in this country. In 2011, solar energy Power is bringing banks, investors, production in the U.S. accounted for less solar designers and businesses together than one percent of the total energy to cooperatively imagine and complete produced. Coal produced 42 percent. Even innovative solar systems, says Abrams. so, solar power generation is happening For South Mountain, these projects, and here. Innovative models are emerging and our new ability to provide solar leases enterprising. Forward thinking people are to residential and commercial customers, imagining and collaboratively implementare expanding our business beyond our ing new solar systems. Soon, it will be traditional areas of interest and expertise. possible to imagine a solar array on every This is the first parking lot canopy project roof and to actually see multipurpose in New England and the Aquinnah landfill farm land with solar arrays shading letproject is one of the first on a capped tuce fields. With these initiatives we landfill in Massachusetts. Were constantly could imagine even larger, well-financed learning and taking this in new directions. initiatives on state land with solar generaSo what happens when people drive tors producing renewable, grid-tied home from the store? The Cronigs array power we all can benefit from and own. is a 210 kilowatt (kW ) photovoltaic We could piece together our very own power utility. Because of solars emerinstallation, but it can take as little as 5kW gence as a close-to-home power source, to power a single family home. South within the next decade we could cash Mountain company also built a group of in on Edisons hundred and thirty year bet energy efficient houses on Eliakims Way in West Tisbury. Some residents of Eliakims on sun and solar and realize our own form of energy independence. Way, like Matt Coffey and his family, have attained zero net energy useover Energy Note The energy in the photons the course of the year, their solar panels that strike the earth each hour is roughly provide enough energy to power the the equivalent to the total energy, from all whole house. Even those who still pay the sources, that humans use in a year. electric company appreciate the combined Source: Owen, David. The Artificial Leaf. New Yorker 14 May benefits of solar power and efficiency. 2012: 6874.
Julia KiddThe Messages Project

J u l i a K i d d i n sta l l e d e l ev e n temporary, site specific signs around the
island, from April 23 May 8 , 2012 . The project was titled The Messages Project. Most signs were in the landscapeTashmoo overlook, Keith Farm, Aquinnah.
The Jennibeck building on State Road in Vineyard Haven, recently sealed, reshingled and fitted with a new solar array. (Work done by South Mountain Company.)
One was in the Regional High School, another on a banner above Main Street, Edgartown. One was set on the side of the Shenandoah. In Julias words: The Messages Project [was] about love and the power of our connection to others through love. The idea was inspired by messages I received that were so beautiful and healing I couldnt help but think anyone would love to receive such a message.
For more information about Solar and Solar incentive programs, see: www.mass. gov/eea/energy-utilities-clean-tech/ renewable-energy/solar US Energy Information Coal Use: 205.254.135.7/energy_in_brief/ role_coal_us.cfm Table of National Electricity Use: 205.254.135.7/electricity/monthly/epm_ table_grapher.cfm?t=epmt_2_5_a Vineyard Power is an energy cooperative based on Marthas Vineyard dedicated to the transition toward renewable energy while simultaneously maintaining the culture of the island. Learn more about Vineyard Power here: www.vineyardpower.com Learn more about South Mountain Company here: www.southmountain.com
1. US Energy Information Administration http://205.254.135.7/energy_in_brief/role_coal _ us.cfm 2. US Energy Information Administration http://205.254.135.7/electricity/monthly/epm_ table_grapher.cfm?t=epmt_2_5_a 3. Amory Lovins; Reinventing Fire, Chelsea Green, October 2011 Humans started burning fossil fuels at a recognizable scale in the mid-to-late 1800s, and have consumed roughly one-third of the planets technically and economically recoverable stock of fossil fuels. Half of this consumption has occurred since 1985. Projections from resource experts, although quite approximate, suggest that we are approaching peak consumption for oil (some assert the peak has already passed). Perhaps more surprising, projections also indicate that peak coal may be decades off, not a century or more, since much of the coal resource now looks too costly to recover. http://www.rmi.org/RFGraph-Fossil_fuels_global_production 4. Andrew Woodruff a local farmer has leased land to Bill Bennett, who is, among other things a local, small scale energy developer.
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This excerpt of Edward Hoaglands Alaskan Travels, Far-Flung Tales of Love and Adventure is published courtesy of Arcade Publishers. Published April 1, 2010.
Alaskan Travels | Edward Hoagland

It was February 27 th, cold enough to sting the lungs, weigh down your arms, and pinch the muscles in your heart.
Walruses and Whales
month after returning from the Kuskokwim, we boarded another Boeing 737, converted for carrying goods until only four rows of seats were left. A Nome businessman wore a sealskin coat with a polar-bear collar. Hurtling through the clouds on Bering Standard Time, I listened to the thin metal wall rattle between us and eternity, reminding me of my creaky berths on the old Cunard Queens, crossing a stormy North Atlantic two decades before, when nature also slapped against human certainties. Welcome to Nome. Facilities are quite limited, our pilot announced ironically. After the seal-skinned businessman had debarked, the pilot cowboyed up and off the spindly runway, past a talky-looking, tiny-looking, Cold War White Alice advance-warning radar stationthe black hole of the jet engine was just outside my windowand over the tundra of Seward Peninsula: settlements such as Iron Creek, Marys Igloo, Coarse Gold, Coffee Creek, and the Bering Land Bridge National Preserve, to Goodhope Bay and Kotzebue Sound. Kotzebue (pop. 2,700) was situated on salt water on a marshy peninsula at the mouths of two Brooks Range Rivers, the Kobuk and the Noatak. This meant a hunter could go inland thirty miles and shoot a moose or caribou, or seaward the same distance and shoot an oogruk, a hefty bearded seal, whose hide the whalers traditionally used for their skin boats. A walrus provided still more meattwice as much as even a beluga whaleplus the tusks and skull that Eskimos could legally cut up to carve three-dimensionally or scrimshaw for sale. Lacking Nomes gold-stampede origins (and then deflation: its name supposedly a map draftsmans misreading of the handwritten query, ?Name), Kotzebue was instead a vibrantly unassuming Inupiat community memorializing an early nineteenth-century Russian explorer who searched past here for a Northwest Passage to Europe. Nor did it seem an airless regulation-processing center like Bethel, stranded neither on the sea nor in the wilds. As in Tanana or Fort Yukon, on the great Yukon River, I felt tentative, in the minority, and on my
best behavior, far from white-run Fairbanks, so to speak. God knows if there would be a hotel room within a hundred miles if Linda lost her temper with me. It was February 27th, cold enough to sting the lungs, weigh down your arms, and pinch the muscles in your heart. Along Front Street, the wooden frame houses had caribou antler racks on the roofs. The women standing in the doors, as we drove through from the plane, looked haloed by their white-bear or grizzly hoods, often with the claws left on. But Kotzebue had a twenty-nine-bed hospital (four doctors in and out) and another solid supervisor for its three itinerant nurses, who served the many villages ringing Kotzebue Sound or sprinkled up the fabled Noatak and Kobuk. Martha, who took us in, was a tall, severe-faced, San Francisco ash-blonde beauty, now a veteran of six years living here, and good with a rifle or on a snow machine, as well as the healing artsand at sizing up men. Pilots would risk their lives, stunting in barrel rolls overhead, to impress her. Others brought her luscious sable furs they had trapped, or delicious cuts of wild meat: not that she didnt also hunt her own. Nonetheless, shed not picked one of the macho guys to live with, but Fred, a round-faced, gently intellectual Inupiat birdwatcher, who had identified ninety-five species passing through last year. Both on North Americas closest contiguous point to Siberia at Wales and as a student of subsistence tactics and culture strumming for us some of Greenlands Inuit songsFred had probably also acquired part of his nimble versatility because for ten years during his childhood he had accompanied his mother when she lived at a tuberculosis sanatorium in Seward, in the south of the state. But after college hed chosen to return and immerse himself in his ancestry, representing his heritage at statewide walrus conferences, for instance, where the current population census and harvest statistics were discussed with federal and state biologists and regulations thrashed out both to protect the resource and the natives need for walrus meat and ivory. Martha was more interested in exploring the Noatak, where she had a cabin, but that was up his alley, too.
Kotzebue was a tough town, each house a fortress against the coldeven Marthas mud room felt cold enough to die in, if you were locked out of the rooms beyondand armed for selfdefense at night, when drunks wandered abroad. But the poverty was localized among families without a breadwinner. Not only Prudhoe Bay was sloshy with jobs for anybody fit to work, but the Anaconda and Kennicott copper companies were salivating over deposits recently discovered near Ambler on the Kobuk River, much closer indeed. And tin ore identified at Lost River on the Seward Peninsula offered another prospect of big bucks. Or two fish-pickers salmon-netting for six weeks in a twentyfoot boat during the summer in Kotzebue Sound might gross $ 40,000, if they knew how. Robust energy was the currency. Oil and metal geologists needed guys for their field crews who could deal with an unexpected snowslide, or fill the frying pan with Dolly Varden; and even the ancient craft of luring a lynx into a trap paid cash. The harbor was navigable three months a year, when generator and heating fuel and durable goods were barged in. Then in the cold weather before freeze-up, the waves of the wake of your motorboat lost their rooster tails, Martha said. But even now, through the ice, you could hook up to sixty twenty-pound sheefish in a couple of hours, or twenty dog salmon in just one. Or elsewhere, pike, char, whitefish, lingcod (called mud sharks here), and tomcod from the ocean that you froze before you ate them to kill the worms inside. Household running water was piped ten miles above ground from a frozen lake to town, heated twice in boilers along the way. The new senior center had been architectured like a spacious igloo, with a lovely skylight impersonating the smoke hole. We walked across a frozen lagoon, admiring the darkening blues of the night in the east, a peach light to the west, and the towns appealing sparkle behind us. Then back to Marthas low, red-painted log house to look at her angel-wing begonias, asparagus ferns, and spider plants, plus Freds collection of paddle-shaped Eskimo drums fashioned from walrus intestines stretched over a thin driftwood frame. Both of them had lately become embroiled in native politics: Fred quitting as vice-president of the health corporation though still loyally claiming it was better than working for the Stateand Martha moderating in that organizations disputes with the federal Indian Health Service. But the doctor who lived next door was cutting his schedule in half to train his dog team for a two-hundred-mile run to Nome. Some couldnt stand the isolation, she said; yet some went native on you. And one of her troubles was that when a patient not hers came back to the area from an operation in Fairbanks or Anchorage without their paperwork catching up to them, they might not be able to tell her what had been repaired or removed, so passive was their relationship to white-mans medicine. She was the tallest, richest woman in town, with a polar-bear hood and the tails breezily tossing on her marten-skin hatspeeding around on the best snowmobile, with a new boat and truck and the Noatak cabin to get away topineapples and chutney on her table,
polypropylene long johns under her jeans, and fifty-year-old bush pilots sometimes piggybacking or tailgating each other up in the sky just to catch her eye. Yet she was a healer, if they got hurt. And Freds father was her ballast, telling her skin boatand-walrus stories: how, if you killed one in a herd, others might surround and try to capsize you in revenge by hooking their tusks over the gunwales. Skin boats were more vulnerable to an attack by a polar bear in the water also, but their flexibility made them superior to the wooden kind for navigating among ice floes, bending with or riding over them. Kotzebues cabdriver was its bootlegger, and he buzzed the doorbell with a liquor delivery this Sunday eve. His belly protruded parallel to the floor, but he was laughing because of the joke hed pulled on a local braggart at the greasy spoon. Everybody knew him and he was boasting about all the women hed fucked, until the cabbie interrupted: Oh, I hope not her! I caught the clap from her last month! Then went home, peeled the label off a bottle of aspirin, and sold it to him as leftover pills. Everybody was worried, however, about the fate of an eighteen-year-old Inupiat boy from Point Hope named Amos, who had unscrewed the plates on his cell window and escaped from Kotzebues lockup two nights ago, stolen or stolen a friends loose snow machine, and headed at top speed straight northwest across the sea ice and corrugated shoreline toward the Eskimo hamlet of Kivalina, hours away. Villages like Sheshalek and Tikizat came first, and the pressure ridges of the ice, till, exhausting his gas, he abandoned the snowmobile and borrowed or stole a Honda three-wheeler in Kivalina to continue his hopeless flight northwest along the tumbled coast toward Point Hope, a village of less than five hundred souls, about as far againwhere state troopers undoubtedly would be waiting for him. Confinement had terrified Amos, the Quaker missionaries and several nurses who had visited him said, and the last time hed escaped, during warmer weather, he managed to elude capture for two precious weeks with the help of sympathizers. Now, though, the three-wheeler inevitably stalled in deep drifts short of Ipnot, and he must have been forcedno one knew to flounder through the soft stuff inland for cover in the willows and hills and dig a wolf hole to survive Saturday night. Today, on Sunday, a police helicopter spotted the Honda, but not before the winds obscured any tracks leaving it. Since he didnt come out of hiding to wave for help, people could assume he preferred dying under the snow to being caged up again. A mental patient once fled from the hospital in his pajamas and slippers, Martha said, running across the sea ice until a helicopter spotted and lassoed him. And a three-year-old boy had been blown away in a blizzard and whiteout from his backyard here in town, and not found for thirty-six hours, only a few yards out on the ice, but still so securely zipped in his snowsuit that his temperature was ninety-five degrees and okay.
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When Day Falls to Dusk, oil and gold leaf on wood panel, 24 x 30"
Waters Edge, oil and gold leaf on wood panel, 15 x 48"
Jessica Pisano
S o m u c h o f wh at I d o as an artist is drawn from
are shaped by the wind and sea to be so interesting. You see a lot of those trees along the Vineyard shore line. Youll also see that many of my seascape paintings have a foggy horizon linea sight that Ive seen countless times on early morning ferry rides. Ive traveled quite a bit and have lived in many different places, but the Vineyard will always be home. Im very interested in the concept of time and how objects weather as they are exposed to the natural elements. My focus is to establish a patina within my work that is symbolic to the idea of time. To do this I use acrylic, oil, silver and gold leaf as well as various subtle textural materials to achieve a rich aged finish. I paint on baltic birch wood panels, and complete the work with a
UV protective varnish.
Fog at the Breakers, oil and silver leaf on wood panel, 36 x 36"
nature. I am greatly inspired by my local landscape trees and seascapes are vital parts of my paintings. The Tree is a symbol of life, growth and energy; and the Sea, a symbol of awakeningits the symbolism of these natural elements that I aim to portray in my work. There is a calmness that a lot of people say they feel when they look at my work. Peaceful and meditative is a common response that I get. The Island has shaped who I am as an artist. Its a community that fosters and encourages creativity, and I was lucky to grow up with that support. I appreciate and care for the Islands environment thats inspired me for so many years. Youll see a lot of windswept trees within my tree-scape series. Ive always found trees that
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F I CT I O N
Mia is an excerpt from Emilys Cavanaghs novel, Mother, Can You Hear Me? It tells the story of estranged twin sisters, Franci and Lottie. Published courtesy of the author.
Emily CavanaughMia
The Beginning
The Nature of Nurture

Polly Hill and Selective Seedlings
once heard that memory doesnt develop in a child until three. But I remember this: sleeping in the crib with Franci, our faces turned to face each other. Sun shone in through the white curtains with the tiny yellow flowers that Mother had embroidered. The light sluiced across Francis face, bathing her pink skin in yellow. I watched Franci sleep as if watching my own reflection in a mirror. Francis thumb was tucked tightly between my lips, and I was vaguely aware of the warm wet feeling of my own thumb in Francis mouth. A light wind ruffled the curtains. We slept, we breathed, our arms woven to share thumbs. Whenever someone asks me what its like to be a twin, this is the memory that comes back to me. The light refracting through the slats of the crib, the quiet swell of Francis body as it rose and fell in the same rhythm as my own, the milky scent of breath, our bodies wound securely together, two halves forming a whole. I always wished I could pluck the image from my mind like a slide and hold it up to the light. This is what its like, I would say. This is what its like. * * *
We were born twelve weeks early, our squirming two-pound bodies already grown tired of sharing such a small space. I started it, Im sure, always eager, always needing to be first, not even born and already tired of sharing. I can picture myself, flexing my limbs, all two pounds and four ounces, arching my back in the warm cramped space of our mothers womb, and deciding, Enough. I can see myself beginning the long descent into the world, like an animal burrowing through a tunnel, trying to find the light at the end. And then I can picture Franci. Two pounds one ounce, and perfectly content to spend another three months curled up beside me. Someone should have told me that there was no hurry. Things would be no different outside of that safe warm space that we shared. We would share tight spaces all our lives. We werent ready. Oh, our bodies had formed. We had fingers and toes and hearts and lungs and kidneys. We had brains. But Franci wasnt ready. And maybe I wasnt ready either. Later, I would wonder if things would have been different if we had been allowed those extra three months, those three months that should have been ours. I began the slow and awful labor, and then Franci had no choice but to follow, out into the cold and gaping world, the
white light of life already blinding. Oh, I was so certain that I was ready until I met that piercing white light, a harbinger of the White light that would follow me for so much of my life. I was born six minutes before Franci, and I waited patiently for her to arrive. In our separate incubators, we drank oxygen, and plastic tubes were secured to our translucent skin with tape. I must have been so pleased to have my own bed, inches of empty space surrounding me, no elbows crammed into my face, no feet squashing my stomach. In those crucial minutes, I was surviving on my own, and I held on to that knowledge so many times later in life. But Francis heart was beating too fast, her breath coming in short and jagged gasps. Put me back, her body screamed. Im not ready. Did I feel guilty then, for what I had started? I wonder if she ever forgave me for it. It was one of the first stories I remember hearing from Mother. The rest of the story goes like this: Franci was dying. Or, not dying yet, but not coming into life, either. Her heart rate was too high, and she was having trouble breathing. I, meanwhile, was already thriving. In the two days after my birth, I put on an extra two ounces. Hearty Lottie, they all thought, ironically as we would discover later. But they didnt know that then. And they didnt know how to save Franci. Then some bright nurse suggested putting her in the same incubator as me. They placed her at my side and immediately she calmed down. Her heart rate began to beat at a normal rate, and she started to breathe more regularly. And though I imagine I relished the unfamiliar feeling of all that space to myself, I also imagine that I felt more comfortable once Franci was beside me again. In our new shared bed, I coiled my body around Francis, encircling her in a cocooning embrace. Theres a picture of it in one of the musty yellow photo albums. Two tiny black-haired babies in only diapers, tubes stuck to our splayed legs and the one on the left curved around the one on the right, shielding the other baby fromwhat? From life? Not even two days old and Id saved her life. It was not until I was older that I wondered: Why would you repeat such a tale to children, a tale of failure and inability that was present at negative years? A tale so filled with powerlessness and dependency that it seemed innate. But Mother told the tale because she thought it explained our twinship, how close we were even then. How different the rest of our lives turned out to be. In the end, Franci would be the one to save my life over and over again. And then one day, she couldnt.
By Marnie Stanton
The big-leaf Magnolia, Magnolia macrophylla, Julian Hill.
ome might say that Polly Hill was Mother Nature personified. Her ability to nurture seedlings in latitudes that questioned and stretched their ability to thrive, was matched only by her acceptance of the many plant failures that so readily accompanied her successes. She traveled extensively collecting seeds that she thought might do well on Marthas Vineyard. Some of the various geneses that she introduced did flourish and still thrive on the island while others couldnt adapt to the environmental variables and perished along the way. She had a Darwinian philosophy of plant survival of the fittest, and was fascinated to see if each new species could, left to its own resources, embrace its new non-native environment. She loved sharing her gardens with visitors and did all she could to help the newly formed arboretum. Her passion, philosophy, and keen scientific research, was passed on to her staff, who benefited greatly from her guidance, and in turn shared their collective knowledge with the many rotating interns who worked summers and nine month stints in this unique horticulture world. Her tireless efforts and fearless acceptance of failure have left lasting impressions on all who have been exposed either directly or indirectly to her. Exposure to Pollys legacy of curiosity, tenacity, stewardship and acceptance, lives on in the plants and people who have been touched by the powerful heart and hand of this remarkable woman.
Helesia Fruit
Polly Hills most famous tree comes from these primitive cone-like structure.
Card file containing information on seed success and failure. Black is dead. Tan is live.
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Sarah Gambito
Girl
My dream was that the roller coaster was part of a movie that was being written as it was being built and ridden. You would sit in these little boats. The ride was that a goda new one with a many consonants soundingwould blow you up over the world, which was the movie. You thought you were keeping me awake, that you were a nuisance. But I was thinking how beautiful to it was to be gusted in these different ways. I had the motion of the ride which charmed me greatly without the scenes of difficulty. The surprised party guests. The moment of revelation. I was weak and trying on maria clara dresses. Grandmother and Auntie Ruth worked there. They were straight-backed and spoke perfect English. They argued with actresses about what dress to sell me. Nothing fit and I felt no emotion. In fact, I didnt even want to buy a dress. I just wanted a scarf. A pretty inlaid scarf that said. I am Filipina. I am from the Philippines. when the noreaster tore though our beach town. i was unaware that we were a town to have a beach in. its worse for us living near water. that at once self-referential. living together. we could be wiped away. a wind to lay down its snub nose next to the sands of our cantina. the plastic bandings of our fold-out chairs. once i wrote transcribed an interview with my grandmother. she talked about cholera. about picking up individual grains of rice because everything made a difference in those days. i wrote it phonetically. i wrote. i saw dat man. my teacher told me that i was being disrespectful. it was insulting her by not making it appear that she could speak without an accent. so i rewrote the interview. i saw that man. as if it didnt happen like that.
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Susan SavoryTwo x Two x Dragonfly

nesting boxes
it all goes into boxes (whats left after yard sale and ebay) then the boxes stack and wedge into the echo chamber cargo hold of the smallest truck that u-haul has to offer the door rolls down thunks latches chairs and lamps and pots and pans whisper to each other back there in the dark ...again like a turtle or a hermit crab all folded into ourselves and hopeful as the sun comes up

what remains
Top Left, Clockwise
Don McKillop, Susan Savory, Susan Savory, Don McKillop

dragged from sleeps fat overcoat Top Left, Clockwise Susan Davy, Susan Savory, Susan Savory, Sam Low
we go driveway highway ferry we arrive mid-day unload unpack unfurl
The r e i s a n e n d l e s s a n d e v e r - e x pa n d i n g collection of remarkable work available for
into this new house by dark books on shelves paintings hung truck goes back tomorrow the boxes folded flat beneath the bed

public view on flickr, Yahoos photo-sharing website. The photographs of thousands of creative people rest just below the digital surface, waiting for a key-stroke to bring them to light. I am inspired and challenged by the work Ive discovered there. For nearly three years Ive been building a series of composite photographs, using the square tags each a random segment of an imagethat flickr assigns to every photo. Some of these pieces were created as a response to poetrysome poems have been born in response to the photographs. The resulting work has been shared on-line through flickr, social networking sites, and a blog, but has, to this point, existed solely in digital format. A new dimension was added to the project in 2012 when I joined forces with Marthas Vineyard artists Don McKillop, Susan Davy and Sam Low and Cape Cod artist Richard Koury. Using the flickr tags for our own images I have built a new collection of composites and accompanying poems. The work will be available exclusively through Dragonfly Fine Arts Gallery in Oak Bluffs.
nesting boxes
Top Left, Clockwise Susan
Savory, Sam Low, Sam Low, Sam Low
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children, you stop every few moments to count heads and make sure everyone is still accounted for? I realized the end of January that I had completely misplaced one of my passions. Sometime in the past two decades, I stopped paying attention to my love of drawing. I decided the beginning of February to start doing one sketch a day, at the end of the day, after my work and chores are done. The ritual of drawing every evening has become a balm, a meditation, a way for me to process the day and massage
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Leslie Baker Artist website: www.lbaker.com Gallery website: www.shawcramergallery.com Traeger Di Pietro Artist website: www.traegerdipietro.com Doug Kent Artist website: www.dougkentpaintings.com Marie-Louise Rouff Artist website: www.mlrouff.com Gallery website: www.shawcramergallery.com Liz Taft Artist website: www.liztaft.com Dan Vanlandingham Artist website: www.danvanlandingham.com Gallery website: www.mvdragonfly.com www.piknikmv.com Rose Abrahamson Artist website: www.roseabrahamson.com Gallery website: www.shawcramer.com Max Decker Artist website: www.maxdecker.com Gallery website: www.piknikmv.com Anne D. Grandin Artist Website: www.grandinart.com Caroline Hurley Artist website: www.carolinezhurley.com Gallery website: www.piknikmv.com Cindy Kane Artist website: www.cindykane.com Kara Taylor Artist website: www.karataylorart.com Allen Whiting Artist website: www.allenwhiting.com facebook: find Allen-Whiting Rez Williams Artist website: www.rezwilliams.com
Jeanne Campbell Artist website: www.jeannefineart.com Gallery website: www.louisagould.com Elizabeth Cecil Artist website: www.elizabethcecil.com Sally Cohn Artist website: www.sallycohnphotography.com Gary Mirando Artist website www.garymirandophotol.com Sam Hiser Artist website: www.hiserfotograf.com Tova Katzman facebook: find Tova-Katzman Neal Rantoule Artist website www.nealrantoul.com
Antoinnette Noble p. 20 Gallery website: www.shawcramergallery.com Artist website: www.antoinettenoble.com Marston Clough Artist website: www.marstonclough.com Kenneth Vincent Gallery website: www.granarygallery.com Jessica Pisano Gallery website: www.mvdragonfly.com Artist website: www.jessicapisano.com
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Sam Low Artist website: www.samlow.com Don McKillop Gallery website: www.mvdragonfly.com Susan Davy Gallery website: www.mvdragonfly.com
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The Brigish Collection
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Carlin Gallery
19 Summer Street Edgartown, MA, 02539 508 627 6227

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Eisenhauer Gallery
PO Box 3035 West Tisbury, MA, 02575 508 693 4869 www.lineartgallery.com
Louisa Gould Gallery
99 Dukes County Ave Oak Bluffs, MA, 02557 508 693 1366 www.piknikmv.com
Saltwater Gallery
3 South Water Street Edgartown, MA, 02539 508 627 3073

Cecilia Designs
11 Beach Road Ext Vineyard Haven, MA, 02568 508 693 7413 on facebook find: Cecilia-Designs
Chilmark Pottery
38 N. Water St PO Box 1930 Edgartown, MA, 02539 508 627 7003 www.eisenhauergallery.com on facebook find: Eisenhauer-Gallery
Featherstone Center for the Arts
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Marthas Vineyard Glassworks
367 Lamberts Cover Road Vineyard Haven, MA, 02568 508 696 8822
Sea Worthy Gallery
34 South Pond Road Vineyard Haven , MA, 02568 508 696 3109 www.brigish.com on facebook find: Alan-Brigish twitter: @Brigish
The Granary Gallery
1059 State Rd PO Box 774 Oak Bluffs, MA, 02557 508 693 8989 www.vineyardartisans.com on facebook find: The-Vineyard-ArtisanFestivals twitter: @MVArtisans
Willoughby Fine Art Gallery
12 North Water St Edgartown, MA, 02539 508 627 3369 www.willoughbyfineartgallery.com
34 Beach Road Vineyard Haven, MA, 02568 508 693 0153 www.seaworthygallerymv.com
636 Old County Road West Tisbury, MA, 02575 508 693 0455 www.granarygallery.com on facebook find: The-Granary-Gallery
145 Field View Lane West Tisbury, MA, 02575 508 693 6476
Christina Gallery
32 North Water Street PO Box 40 Edgartown, MA, 02539 508 627 8794 www.christina.com
Claudia Jewelers
30 Featherstone Lane Oak Bluffs, MA, 02557 508 693 1850 www.featherstoneart.org on facebook find: Featherstone-Center-forthe Arts twitter: @FeatherstoneART
Field Gallery
683 State Road West Tisbury, MA, 02575 508 693 6026 www.mvglassworks.com on facebook find: Marthas-Vineyard-Glassworks
North Water Gallery
51 Main Street Edgartown, MA, 02539 508 693 5456 www.claudiamv.com

Cousen Rose Gallery
1050 State Road PO Box 790 West Tisbury, MA, 02575 508 693 5595 www.fieldgallery.com on facebook find: The-Field-Gallery
Four Generations Art Gallery
27 North Water Street Edgartown, MA, 02539 508 627 6002 www.northwatergallery.com on facebook find: North-Water-Gallery
Old Sculpin Gallery
58 Dock Street Edgartown, MA, 02539 608 627 4881 www.oldsculpingallery.org
71 Circuit Ave Oak Bluffs, MA, 02557 508 693 6656 www.cousenrose.com
Craftworks
5 Village Court Vineyard Haven, MA, 02568 508 693 5501 www.fourgenerationsart.com
Hermine Merel Smith Fine Art
42 Circuit Avenue Oak Bluffs, MA, 02557 508 693 7463 www.craftworksgallery.com
Davis House / Allen Whiting
548 Edgartown Road West Tisbury, MA, 02575 508 693 7719
Island Art Gallery
985 State Road West Tisbury, MA, 02575 508 693 4691 www.allenwhiting.com
Kennedy Studios Custom Framing 66 Main Street PO Box 4657 Vineyard Haven, MA 02568 508 693 3948 www.kennedystudiosmv.com email: kennedystudiosmv@verizon.net
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Thursday, July 14, 47 pm Artist Jessica Pisano will be in attendance.

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Special Membership Screening The Intouchables Friday, June, 8 pm

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