Vineyard and vine, encompassed by bluefish and brine.
A piscine emblem framed by the sea, ivy leagues wave at me.
Crosstown traffic hums below, deaf to summer’s calypso.
|detail of this drawing|
In 1970, my family vacationed in beautiful Martha's Vineyard. A few months ago,
my father gave me the original map we used to navigate the island. I used it as a
canvas to paint this ode to our fishing friends.
|ink and gauche on a map, 22" by 35"|