Berkshires Weekend Pt. 2

On Sunday we ordered room service and sprawled out in bed with our breakfast and the NY Times.  Then I started the day with a selfie in my plushy Red Lion Inn bathrobe. 

Sunday morning selfie © Carly Larsson 2015

Sunday morning selfie © Carly Larsson 2015

I was determined to draw some farm animals, so we checked out of the inn and set off for another adventurous day of driving aimlessly down winding back roads. 

Sheep! © Carly Larsson 2015

Sheep! © Carly Larsson 2015

We happened upon these sheep grazing on a hill & pulled over so I could make a quick drawing. Even though the area was pretty desolate, the people in the nearby house did not seem to appreciate us parking out front, so I hurried to capture the fluffy little dudes and we were soon on our way. Coming from NYC where people  live in such close quarters, I have to laugh at how protective country folk can be of their sprawling properties.

Horses huddling for warmth © Carly Larsson 2015

Horses huddling for warmth © Carly Larsson 2015

Next, we found these horses huddled together for warmth in a picturesque field lined with trees and some blue mountains off in the distance. They were all standing together in a clump (probably for warmth) which made them hard to draw or photograph, so, hungry and cold, we headed back to Lee, MA for brunch at our new favorite cafe - appropriately named the Starving Artist Creperie.

 © Carly Larsson 2015

 © Carly Larsson 2015

 Enjoying live music at the Starving Artist Creperie © Carly Larsson 2015

 Enjoying live music at the Starving Artist Creperie © Carly Larsson 2015

We were pleased to discover that there was a musician playing during Sunday brunch. This little kid in his pom-pom monkey hat and his baby sister (in a matching hat) seemed pretty excited about it themselves. 

Guy with commendable mustache getting some work done © Carly Larsson 2015

Guy with commendable mustache getting some work done © Carly Larsson 2015

Grey reading the NY Times on his phone while I take too long to finish my lunch because of drawing everyone © Carly Larsson 2015

Grey reading the NY Times on his phone while I take too long to finish my lunch because of drawing everyone © Carly Larsson 2015

Then it was back to the road, because we needed to find some more lively animals! Luckily, it didn't take too long to stumble upon a dairy farm. The cows were so cute and curious! 

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I got a little nervous, as one by one they approached the gate and started poking their heads out like they were trying to make a break for it.  They made quite the ruckus, mooing and ramming themselves into the gate. Fearing an angry farmer would soon make an appearance, we set out in search of some more animated horses than the duds we'd encountered earlier. 

These guys fit the bill! It was freezing, so we pulled over and I made a few paintings from the passenger's seat.  While I was working on this one, a cop came by and peered quizzically in the window. Once he realized what I was doing, he lightened up and asked us to pull farther to the side of the "busy road." Again, coming from NYC, I couldn't help laughing - in the past fifteen minutes, we had seen no more than one truck amble by. 

Grazing horses - much livelier than the duds in the other field © Carly Larsson 2015

Grazing horses - much livelier than the duds in the other field © Carly Larsson 2015

Berkshires Weekend Pt. 1

The weekend after Thanksgiving, Grey & I drove up to the Berkshires to see our friends Ted & Betsy give a reading from their new book, How to Babysit a Leopard: and Other True Stories from Our Travels Across Six Continents at the Norman Rockwell Museum in Stockbridge MA. I'd never been to the Norman Rockwell Museum, and it was a real treat. 

Norman Rockwell's studio in Stockbridge, MA. © Carly Larsson 2015 

Norman Rockwell's studio in Stockbridge, MA. © Carly Larsson 2015 

After the reading, we ventured outside to check out Rockwell's studio (above). It's closed after October, but I snuck in a quick drawing of the exterior. It was a moody, grey day with soft diffused light. The deep azure mountains were blanketed in thick sheets of fog. I could get used to a studio with that view. We set out to capture some landscapes.

Landscape in the Berkshires © Carly Larsson 2015

Landscape in the Berkshires © Carly Larsson 2015

Grey had a vision for a photograph of a dilapidated barn in the woods, so for the rest of the afternoon, we went barn hunting. Driving aimlessly down winding country roads, we'd pull over every time we found one. I was freezing, so all these drawings were made from the passenger's seat with the heat blasting. 

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Grey deemed the barn (above, left) too dilapidated, having collapsed completely. 

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This barn was not dilapidated enough.

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This barn, leaning and sagging at angles I'm sure were not intentional, was juuuust right.

Labor Day

© Carly Larsson 2015

© Carly Larsson 2015

Happy Labor Day! This summer flew by, and was a busy one for me. While I didn't get much  vacation time this year, I'm grateful to have had a few opportunities to slow down and do some drawing just for me. Here's a quick sunset painting from early August, at one of my favorite spots in Pocasset, on Cape Cod MA, where I grew up. 

The Corwith Cramer at Brooklyn Bridge Park

This past May, I spent the afternoon with my friend Audrey Hawkins drawing The Corwith Cramer in Brooklyn Bridge Park. (See Audrey's drawings from this day here). The Corwith Cramer is a 134-foot two-masted brigantine owned and operated by the Sea Education Association (SEA) out of Woods Hole, MA, just a few towns over from where I grew up on Cape Cod. 

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Photograph © Etienne Frossard 2015

Photograph © Etienne Frossard 2015

The ship serves as a floating lab, classroom, and office for students and researchers. This particular crew was returning from a five-week voyage studying biodiversity and conservation of the Sargasso Sea region. The ship's arrival in Brooklyn marked the end of the voyage, which began April 20 in San Juan Puerto Rico. 

While we were drawing, Etienne Frossard, photographer for the Brooklyn Bridge Park, snapped our photo.

Happy Birthday, Melville!

In this same New Bedford there stands a Whaleman’s Chapel, and few are the moody fishermen, shortly bound for the Indian Ocean or Pacific, who fail to make a Sunday visit to the spot.
— Herman Melville, "Moby Dick"

In honor of Herman Melville's birthday today, here's a drawing I did last summer of the Whaleman's Chapel (aka the Seamen's Bethel) from Melville's Moby Dick. The Seamen's Bethel was built in 1832 as a nondemoninational church for the many whalemen to whom New Bedford was home port. It was tradition that one would visit the bethel at least once before setting out to sea. Melville himself came to New Bedford in December of 1840 and stayed until January the next year, attending many services here. 

Independence Day & The Mayflower II

In honor of Independence Day, I'd like to share a few drawings of the Mayflower II done on location in Plymouth MA last weekend.

Although the tradition of Independence Day was born of the Revolutionary War, the seeds of our country's independence were first planted on September 6th 1620 when  the Mayflower set sail from Plymouth England carrying 102 "brave" (or certifiably insane, depending on how you look at it) passengers looking to start a new life.

The Mayflower II docked in Plymouth MA with Plymouth Rock in the foreground. 

The Mayflower II docked in Plymouth MA with Plymouth Rock in the foreground. 

After two agonizing, stormy months at sea, cramped in dank conditions below deck, the colonists arrived in the New World. Five passengers perished at sea, and during the first winter more than half of the colonists died from malnutrition, disease, and harsh weather.

The ship's purser, Master Williamson on the half deck of the Mayflower II.

The ship's purser, Master Williamson on the half deck of the Mayflower II.

Two women gave birth on the Mayflower; Elizabeth Hopkins gave birth to a son, Oceanus during the journey, and Susanna White gave birth to a son Peregrine while the ship was anchored in Cape Cod Harbor. 

Susanna White gave birth to a son Peregrine while the Mayflower was docked in Cape Cod Harbor. Her first husband, Master William White, died during the first winter. Susanna then remarried Edward Winslow; the two were the first to be married in the New World and went on to have two more sons together.

Susanna White gave birth to a son Peregrine while the Mayflower was docked in Cape Cod Harbor. Her first husband, Master William White, died during the first winter. Susanna then remarried Edward Winslow; the two were the first to be married in the New World and went on to have two more sons together.

It's believed that none of the colonists would have survived the first winter without the help of the local Wampanoags, who taught the colonists how to hunt, fish, and grow corn, beans and squash.

A Wampanoag winter home, or "nushwetu," housed 3 generations.

A Wampanoag winter home, or "nushwetu," housed 3 generations.

Devin Newhkuhshan Wixon, a Native American Interpreter at Plimoth Plantation, making a fishing net and canoe.

Devin Newhkuhshan Wixon, a Native American Interpreter at Plimoth Plantation, making a fishing net and canoe.

So today, while we celebrate our independence and recognize the people who risked their lives to found this country, we should really be recognizing and thanking the Native Americans, whose generosity and respect for life helped many of our ancestors survive the first few years here (and who, not long after, faced genocide and were forced out of their homelands at the hands of the colonists, leading to hundreds of years of systemic oppression which continues to be perpetuated to this day). 

Memorial Day Weekend

Memorial Day marks the onset of summer on Cape Cod. I was lucky to spend this past memorial day with family at my parents' house in Pocasset. On Saturday, I went down to Barlow's Boat Yard with my dad for a few hours while he prepped his boat for the season. Growing up, I spent a lot of time here, sighing impatiently while waiting to set sail. As a sailing school drop-out, my activities aboard are generally limited to napping, snacking, and sipping cocktails.

Bucky Barlow's Boat Yard, Pocasset MA. © Carly Larsson 2015

Bucky Barlow's Boat Yard, Pocasset MA. © Carly Larsson 2015

 I remember one summer around the age of thirteen when I toiled away for hours in the hot sun, sanding and varnishing the woodwork on my dad's Cape Dory. Knowing I would never have chosen to do this of my own free will, I recently asked him what I had wanted in exchange. "Probably something designer.” My mother recalls a Marc Jacobs dress. I remember the one, navy with maroon polka dots. It was never acquired - I'm sure I was working off some other debt, and upon realizing the dress would never be mine, the project was promptly abandoned. Now over a decade later, my preferred kind of "boat work" is drawing them. 

My sister Elise sunbathing despite the arctic breeze. © Carly Larsson 2015

My sister Elise sunbathing despite the arctic breeze. © Carly Larsson 2015

I also spent some time on the beach. My sister is a brave soul, sunbathing in a sleeveless shirt despite the arctic wind and the fact that that the temperature barely hit high sixties. While she alternated between grad school homework and tanning, I sat bundled in my scarf and jacket drawing her and my cousin Jack, who was deeply absorbed in a crab hunting mission.

My cousin Jack on the beach, Pocasset MA. © Carly Larsson 2015

My cousin Jack on the beach, Pocasset MA. © Carly Larsson 2015

Sunday saw for more beach time with Thea, the sweetest little neighbor friend a girl could ask for. Here she is with her awesome fish pail (the mouth is the spout) curating her shell collection.

Miss Thea curating her shell collection © Carly Larsson 2015

Miss Thea curating her shell collection © Carly Larsson 2015

Marsh Landscape

Here's another landscape painting I did while home on Cape Cod in September just as the colors began to change.

Cape Cod Landscape

Late posting today - it's going to be tough to keep up this week as I'm working towards a deadline. So here's the first of a series of short & sweet posts! There are a lot of these landscapes, but you just get one for now ;) This was done at the beach on Cape Cod just as the fall colors began to show. That's a big beautiful piece of driftwood that I'm obsessed with in the middle. Surprisingly this is the first painting I've done of it- I've taken about 10,000 photographs.

© Carly Larsson 2014

© Carly Larsson 2014

Paul Revere's House

Over the summer I visited Boston with Dalvero Academy as part of our project following the Charles W. Morgan on her 38th Voyage. One of the places we visited while there was Paul Revere's house at 19 North Square in the North End. Revere owned the home from 1770-1800, where he lived with his second wife Rachel Walker, their 8 children, and his wife's mother (he already had 8 from his previous marriage to Sarah Orne! And the house only had 4 rooms! Can you say nightmare?)

Facade of the Paul Revere House in Boston's North End. © Carly Larsson 2014.

Facade of the Paul Revere House in Boston's North End. © Carly Larsson 2014.

The windows were made with manganese oxide which changes color in the sunlight. People in the 1800s saw this as a defect but I thought it was beautiful! © Carly Larsson 2014

The windows were made with manganese oxide which changes color in the sunlight. People in the 1800s saw this as a defect but I thought it was beautiful! © Carly Larsson 2014

While most of us know Paul Revere for his activity in the Revolutionary War, he was a gold and silversmith, a trade he learned from his father. He also worked as a copperplate engraver during the pre-Revolution depression, and moonlighted as a dentist from 1768-1775, cleaning teeth and wiring false teeth made from walrus ivory or other animal bones. After the Revolutionary War, Revere opened a foundry and supplied bolts, spikes and nails for North End shipyards (including brass fittings for the U.S.S. Constitution), produced cannons, cast bells, and opened the first copper-rolling mill in North America in 1801 where he provided copper sheeting for the hull of the U.S.S. Constitution and the dome of the Massachusetts State House. I was surprised by how much Paul Revere accomplished in his lifetime, how many different things he did, and how little I knew about much of it!      

900 lb bronze bell cast in 1804 by the Paul Revere & Son foundry. On display in the courtyard of the Paul Revere House in Boston's North End. © Carly Larsson 2014

900 lb bronze bell cast in 1804 by the Paul Revere & Son foundry. On display in the courtyard of the Paul Revere House in Boston's North End. © Carly Larsson 2014