Posts Tagged "Halloween"

Halloween Peaks Island style

Posted by on Nov 2, 2012 in Illustration, Peaks Island | 0 comments

Halloween Peaks Island style

I’ve been getting into an eery mood watching my middle school crush. Sketched this from an episode of The Best of Dark Shadows. Despite the vintage production values, the show remains creepy as ever. Only two pumpkins survived the warm, wet weather in order to be carved. Our trick or treater scopes out the moonrise before setting out. We stopped in at the Gem Gallery early on. It’s a tradition to see what Witch Kristen has to offer. After avoiding the haunted house at the Lions Club, but scoring an apple, we were drawn to our final destination, best saved for last: the Nash house. Scott and Nancy Nash, along with a royal troop of rogues, install an annual performance piece in their yard. Every year, they outdo themselves. This year they created a brilliant parody of that Maine icon, the lobster shack. Greeted by Roe, we were invited to have some LIVE BOILED.   Only a crew of illustrators and designers could bring this much dedication to detail. Time to order! Nancy was the ever cheerful greeter at the Take Out window. Tater Tots, please! Other patrons had plenty to chew. You could also take home other delicacies. Way more appetizing than mere candy! We could watch the kitchen action, too. The Eleanor du Jour kept trying to pop out of the pot, though. Finally, our order was served by the friendly staff. In fact, all the staff was extremely HOT. Here a pair of lobsters head back for more. Halloween Peaks Island style is like no...

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sacred and profane

Posted by on Nov 7, 2011 in Illustration, maine magazine, Sketchbook Project | 2 comments

Should anyone think island living is without it’s adventures, here are recent happenings on Peaks that have shined with mystery and magic. This lovely installation by Alicia Eggert was part of the recent Sacred & Profane event, an annual art celebration within the tunnels of Battery Steele on Peaks Island, around the harvest full moon. The Peaks Island Land Preserve graciously allows the property to be taken over by pagan howlings that echo into the depths, which were about 4 inches deep with fresh rain. The above neon piece flickered, with the word “on” going off sporadically, to reveal multiple meanings. S & P has been quietly taking place for I think 15 years, unadvertised and unfunded, and often uncredited. Alicia’s work took the cake, as it were, for mirroring a certain reality often taken for granted. I heard she came last year, loved the environment, and got a grant to create the above for this year’s event. She teaches at Bowdoin College and recently gave a lecture at Maine College of Art.  Peaks Island painter Diane Wiencke installed a wooden tower, ringed by votive candles, to greet the throngs. Booster Signal was at the ready, carefully photographing auras of the willing. Your photo declares on the back: “thanks for the loan of a piece of your soul, as nothing is sacred we will take our toll.” There’s always a bit of nonsense and grunge, too. I enjoyed a glass of unfiltered cider, pressed on site, at Cafe Derelicte. A few days later, I was offered spice cake by my neighbor Susan, who occupied Welch Street in a different kind of installation. By then, Halloween was in the air. Our daughter was inspired by a character spotted in Dr. Who. I like the metaphor here, of seeing with your hands. We had to get in the act, too. Leave it to fellow illustrators Scott and Nancy Nash to annually outdo themselves with their seasonal performance. Every year, they and a crew of hooligans transform their property into the must-see destination on Halloween. Hello, Helloween, in which everyone was asked to sign a contract with the devil to get their candy. And then you could toss a soul into the ring of eternal damnation! Not easy to come back to earth after all the fantasy. I began by walking in the woods, and documenting tree houses on the island, for the Sketchbook Project. I chose tree houses as my theme, hoping to make progress on a book idea. Now I am noticing them everywhere.   Both Marty and our daughter are doing the Sketchbook Project, too. We all sat down this weekend, and broke the ice. With Prismacolors. Marty is starting “uncharted waters” by drawing from life. Daisy is practicing here, for “time traveler”…. Here’s one of my sketches, of a tree house found on the Indian trails… Sketching is a sacred act, allowing one to stop in a moment, and drink in the reality. Time to get back to the drawing board and finish another illustration for Maine Magazine. This ones’ in the current issue. It’s about your skin being the wrapping of an inner glow, a gift that glows from within.   I’ve always believed that age is but a costume for the soul. Shine on!...

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dark shadows

Posted by on Oct 30, 2009 in Illustration | 0 comments

Ah, the crunchy leaf piles, the fragrance of woodsmoke, and eerie scratchings on windowpanes from gnarly branches. I so love this time of year. It’s also a blast to be part of a new show at the Gem Gallery, signage above. I was addicted to this show back in the 70’s, trotting off the school bus, opening a bottle of Tab, and flopping onto the living room couch to become mesmerized by the campy convolutions of Barnabas Collins. My inhouse framer put my recent Zombie Warrior into a crumbling frame while I worked on a new pastel, Big Night. This is a spot near my house, cleared of it’s birches by the owner looking to sell. Instead, it is a lonely bog, a vernal puddle that changes in size and reflections on a daily basis, always catching my eye. Here are some shots of the installation, which Carol Cartier, fellow cohort in crime, styled after a game of Clue. Hence, next to my new pastel, I added my Miss Peacock, in the Drawing Room, with a Candlestick. Carol is an artist of many talents: she paints, creates dolls, jewelry, assemblages, collages clothing, and writes poetry. As a former stylist, she’s outdone herself with this current installation. Downright creepy. I gallery sat on Wednesday evening, with only a few brave visitors, and I had myself a solo seance with the environment. I’m getting a vision of Miss Scarlet in the library with a bludgeon. And who but a Scavenger Extraordinaire like Carol would have a possessed tree stump on hand for the centerpiece? My Zombie Warrior looks good next to Carol’s Black Siren. Too bad: this is all that’s left of Colonel Mustard. The Gem will host a reception for spooks today from 4 to 8 PM. You have to see it to believe...

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