It was too nice a day this morning to do anything other than sit on the deck and watch the world go by. So we did, and were there when Gabriel sailed by in our old Rhodes 19, finding just enough breeze here and there to sail back and forth in and out of view for a good long time. A lovely sight, unfolding in slow motion, on a sunny Saturday in July.
Artists Victoria Rees and Peter Lloyd-Jones are resident artists this month at The Heliker - LaHotan Foundation on the island. They both gave inspired presentations on Sunday, which included an invitation from Tory to all of us on the island to sit for a 45 minute portrait in the LaHotan studio where she is working. I signed right up right away and and rode my bike over Wednesday morning. She painted while I sketched her painting me. We talked, and I soaked in the history and beauty of Bob LaHotan's studio overlooking the Pool and everything about the experience has filled me with awe and inspiration and deep down gratitude ever since.
Everything is enhanced by Ann's presence. Milton Avery's "The Typist" at the Farnsworth was no exception on our outing with friends last week to Rockland to fill up on friendship and art.
I love this quote from Rothko:
"What was Avery's repertoire? His living room, Central Park, his wife Sally, his daughter March, the beaches and mountains where they summered; cows, fish heads, the flight of birds; his friends and whatever world strayed through his studio: a domestic, unheroic cast."