photographs and text by Karen Zimmerman Food, language, gardening, people, wildlife, history—the world is so full of wonder. My life skitters between them all, lacking focus perhaps, but never dull. Heading home to weed, a quick stop to chat with a neighbor set me off instead in pursuit of a watchtower. Otter Creek once had […]

an ongoing search by Shannon Thompson Everything but the — oh wait…

porcelain vessels and text by Siem van der Ven Our annual Midcoast  Artists and Artisans Open Studio Tour is taking place this weekend, July 26 through 28. Keep an eye out for the bright pink signs. Go to artisanstour.org for a map and more information. Please stop by to visit, browse, ask questions, and add to your collection. […]

Summer afternoon, summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language. Henry James

exhibition by Jessica Stammen, David Warner, and Susan Williams On view at Pascal Hall in Rockport for the month of August will be the work of three painters who visually explore the natural environment of Maine in various ways. Stammen’s oil paintings capture her physical exploration of the landscape around her. Warner finds contemplative moments […]

photographer Ron Haviv interviewed by Sharon Kitchens   Darfuri girls leave their camp to search for firewood. The journey will expose to danger of attack and rape. 2005 – Darfur, Sudan Ron Haviv-VII Photos I first met Ron Haviv at the Maine Photographic Workshops in Rockport, Maine in 2006 or 2007, while in a weeklong […]

photographs, text, and recipe by Megan Bedford When I was young and stupid, I had a lamb incident. Not unlike a moon-eyed freshman at her first college keg party, I did not yet know my limits with lamb, and as an enthusiastic eater I was an easy target. It was the summer of 2003, and […]

text and video by Brian Willson Sometimes in a field of summer hay you can hear a bouncy, rollicking sound something like a music synthesizer gone haywire or a cat attacking the keyboard of a child’s piano. That would be the bubbly, antic, rapid-fire song of the grassland-loving bobolink. (Note: the male of this species […]