While sightseeing with my parents a few years ago, we bought a book of Robert McCloskey's stories in a bookstore. We had taken a wrong turn and were enjoying the fun of exploring, unknown and unplanned, roads that skirted the coastline. Through open windows we enjoyed farms, stands of pine, old abandoned trucks tucked in the woods, and occasional glimpses of the water. The smell of balsam fir floated in through the windows, followed by wet marsh, and then hot dust. It was the perfect summer day. As we read "One Morning in Maine" out loud in the car, we topped a rise and started down the hill on the other side.
It was suddenly as if we were inside the story. There ahead of us was Buck's Harbor, the very Buck's Harbor just mentioned in the book. There was the store, and there the church, and there the harbor. We pulled over immediately and got out to take pictures, and to laugh at the coincidence of it all.
This website feels a little like coming over that rise, finding myself in an unexpected but fun place. It seemed like the next logical step in an ongoing growth as an artist.
Maine and Michigan are two of the places I spend my time most. Each inspires in me a deep sense of belonging, and of peace. If a little of that comes through in my work, I think it is a good day.