6:30am
Stuart Kestenbaum, poet and Haystack director, took the faculty out on a lobster boat cruise around the bay last night. I will ask Stu for the name of the tour/lobstering company and our driver. (Stu didn't actually do the driving.)
As you might expect, it was beautiful. We saw all the various islands, a non-functioning quarry, a lighthouse, and plenty of seals enjoying the sun. We looked at the map, the charts, read all the names. I dont remember any names to pass on to you. Our driver was of course guided by his GPS navigation system on a monitor, which looked like a fun video game to me.
1. on the lobster boat, 2. on the boat, 3. our tour boat, 4. Me on the lobster boat sunset tour, 5. Maine, 6. an old quarry, 7. Stonington at dusk, 8. IMG_7795Created with fd's Flickr Toys.
It's Monday again, so time to get back to work.
I hear that some of my readers are looking for pictures of their friends, taking my class. So today I will be sure to take plenty of good pictures from the class to share.
(see, I took pictures.)
6:45pm
I went onto the mainland, to fill the van's gas tank, find my wireless hotspots and upload photos. I fully intended to do a brief blog entry, with lots of pictures. I started reading my flickr comments, blog comments, and emails. I uploaded all of my photos to flickr and forgot to double-upload them to Xanga. I realized I'd miss dinner if I stayed longer to blog.
6:56pm
I am sitting out on a deck after dinner, in the faculty housing area, drinking a paper cup full of pinot grigio, thinking someone might join me. Two people chatted on their way through, but didn't stay. I missed the regular faculty happy hour. I can hear studio buzz, lobster boats, and seagulls.
7:24pm
I see some of my students up by the paper and fiber studios. I feel the deck shake any time someone walks on it in a hurry. No one has joined me yet and I'm pondering the second glass of wine.
I haven't seen anyone fishing here- all this water and no one fishing... I am used to looking at the Mississippi River and always seeing fishermen, especially near the dams. They fish the Mississippi all year round, on docks and boats in summer and on ice in winter. Even the Amish drive their buggies out to the dam for fishing. But I haven't seen any fishermen here on Deer Isle, or anywhere I've driven by water.. Are they all lobstering? Is it not a good place for fishing? Is there a hidden fishing dock somewhere?
Tuesday June 10, 7:42am
Stu told us the day and date last night, so I think I am on track.
I haven't done as much work as I thought I would. I made two larger hearts (chasing & repousse on steel). One is ok, but not as I had envisioned.
The other was total flop and is now mangled in the scrap heap. Last night I finished up two small steel chasings that I feel pleased with, one heart similar to my felted hearts and one oak leaf. I have not brought any of my finishing buffs with me. I'll do that part at home, a good strategy that gives me time to think about the pieces before making any final choices. They will either be jewelry or very small artworks. Maybe they should be both? I've always hated those jewelry pieces that pretend to be sculpture, the kind where a brooch can be worn, but also sits in a sculptural setting on a table or the wall. No matter what you do, it's still jewelry. Throw it in the jewelry box. Hang it on the wall on a nail, without pretense, if you must. It's jewelry.
Ok, I answered my own question, made my own decisions... I need to start putting nails in the wall for all of my jewelry when I get home.
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