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C-Scape Shack facing West with Storm Brewing |
I had a lovely week in the dune shack. It was a wonderful week of weather, quietness and swaying grasses. I arrived around 10:30 on Saturday morning in 60+ degree weather. The skies were perfect blue with no clouds. I put away all of my groceries into the cooler (the gas refrigerator died last year), so they fill a cooler and an antique ice box with ice, and John come back around mid week to deliver more ice. I then organized & laid out my art supplies, my journals, my papers and my books to read. I put my clothes upstairs and made the bed. I brought in some wood. I sat down. Then I began to breath (in between coughs).
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View from my deck |
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View towards the ocean |
I look at the things that changed since last year. They put up some new boards on the west wall between the rafters, covered the deteriorating foam insulation. They put in a new (small but efficient wood stove). The newlyweds who stayed the week before me left flowers, they lasted the full week.
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oil lamp station |
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View of the living room |
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View of the kitchen |
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So, as I begin to get acclimated, I sit on the couch and read through a book that an artist - Suzanne Lewis had self published called C-Scape Summer, it was filled with her experience of her 3 week residence. Full of photos, words and her art. I enjoyed it. She came up from Texas to have this experience. I think of how so many people have shared this space, lived so simply and how enjoyable it was for all. Well most people I think enjoy it. I read through some old shack journals and find it interesting so many parents bring their children out there, and how cool it would be as a kid to have that experience. There were lots of left over bubbles hanging around on the shelves.
As night began to fall, I lit the oil lamps and started a fire in the wood-stove. Something I was looking forward to all day, but it was too warm to build one earlier & this just took the coolness out of the air.
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Pink sky over Seagrass |
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Reflection late in the day |
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Dusk - day one |
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Nice little Jotel Wood Stove |
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Here is my studio table, and new wall behind |
I begin to get my art stuff together. I decide that I was going to do some painting and realized that the encaustic pallet was too big to fit on top of the wood stove. I was trying to come up with all sorts of ways to melt my wax, when I realized I can just put the little metal pots directly on the stove. I brought a nice little thermometer that rested on the wood stove, so I can see what temperature it is. I don't want it to get too hot, as it is not good to breath the fumes. It worked great!
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Amazing how close Provincetown really is, only a few miles away |
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Flowing Seagrass with the Atlantic Ocean |
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Two Seagulls facing West |
The next day I bundled up for a nice walk over the dune to the ocean, the hill changed a lot from all of last winters storms, it was steep and I was a little worried about getting back up, since I have been feeling so asthmatic.....the ocean was full, the waves were crashing, the beach had no footsteps, there was a random fisherman and a seagull with a broken wing.
I wondered for a while and gathered up some kindling then went home and painted.
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