Harbors Beaches Oceans
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It was almost winter. There I was in the Caribbean. It was evening and we had just had a lovely meal on land. My brother in law put on his red hat and got into his skiff to quickly meet his wife on board. What a lovely evening it was in paradise. On the callagraph plate the trees, on both edges, were made from a thin layer of actual plants that surrounded me on the shore. Gluing the plate like mad, before the image faded in front of me. But I’ll always remember the moon hovering in the sky illuminating my brother in law’s way.
‘Twas a foggy day as I sat and drew this scene. Just one rock was hit by the sun as it came out. As a Philadelphia girl, I transplanted myself to the New England coast where it seemed like huge chunks of granite bordered the water instead of wide beaches. However, I was wrong there are wide beaches here. I love the way the sun would hit one rock and not another. Keep in mind that these granite slabs were somehow gotten to the ships where they were taken southern towards the big cities on the big coast. They became the facades of banks and other institutions in New York, Philadelphia, Washington D.C., Atlanta. And all of that was using man power imported from Finland and Italy to do the work.
This is a familiar scene wherever there’s water. This particular platform was in Provence Town, on the bay side. Sometimes, my late husband and I would sit for hours there ending up with a gin and onic in our hands. Note the difference of the dark, medium, and light values. The chairs were drawn first and then made of tape, which didn’t hold the ink so they could become the lightest part of the image. I still like the sky and the roses on the fence to the left of the image.
It seems like all my images were made at the end of the day. Maybe I just work better at that time. These were the most comfortable chairs, but they were hard to construct as a collage, which is a basis for a collagraph. As mentioned elsewhere, the image had to be reversed so it could print the actual way it was. The point was very small and our knees touched as we sat and chatted about costumers, successes, plans, and problems.