When we used to visit the Vineyard, I would fish from the Edgartown warf as the Chappy ferry went by. There was always a richness of fish and bait in the air. I don’t think I ever caught anything, but I liked going into the little bait shop nearby that shared a building with an ice cream parlor.
The smell of the wharf and a trip to the ice cream shop with my kids brought back some of those great memories. We sat out back overlooking the harbor and the sailboats bobbing on the light waves. Our view was a little obscured by a large yacht dock right alongside the the 3/4 sized buildings, dwarfing them in its shadows. A moment later another even larger yacht pulled up and double parked alongside it, making the small yacht seem 3/4 sized and the town itself look like the mantelpiece village it has been in my mind for so many years. I don’t remember the super-yachts, though.
Today I made some good progress on the painting, working as much as I could with an old Grumbacher 3/4 inch flat I got from my dad’s box. Details and darks to come next time to finish this off.
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