I’m on pins and needles right now. This election is beyond nerve-wracking. So, here’s my report on the road trip from which we returned a week ago. Our trip was less about destination and more about friends we haven’t seen in too long. Does it feel like our friendships withered during the pandemic? With me turning 66 last month, my rabbit illustration on the first of October made use of my Batman pencil case as a vehicle for adventures on Route 66. We had first planned to connect with folks on both coasts, but realized that plan was not realistic. And yet a certain urgency about seeing people while we still could took hold.
We headed out on October 14 for Putnam, CT, to visit our dear friends, Annie Gusman Joly and Dave Joly. Upon arrival we set out on a walk about their town, where I met my spirit animal, the Bear.
Not far was another group of sculptures by Dale Rogers.
So good to catch up with Annie and Dave! Annie gave me my first teaching gig at the Art Institute of Boston decades ago, long before it became Lesley University. She and Dave now teach at QVCC nearby. Lots to discuss!
On October 15, they had appointments so Marty and I took a field trip to the RISD Museum. It looks different than when I was a student there, but I found a piece by Louise Nevelson.
It had the same impact as a black bear. Bold and brave. We saw incredible art, and also this piece hanging in our guest bedroom, made by RISD alum, Eric Spenser.
Their cat, Creamy, took up the center seat for eavesdropping on our conversation.
We got silly taking bad selfies.
On October 16 we landed on Manhattan Beach in Brooklyn for a sweet visit with my RISD classmate, Madeline Sorel.
Madeline’s husband, Dror Kahn, mixed cocktails for the guys before we headed out to Rocca, a local seaside place where I spied a swan swimming between the boats under an almost full moon.
In the morning, before everyone was up, I drew a still life on their dining room table, and later added Madeline and some collage to the teapot.
On October 17, Madeline gave us a tour of Kingsborough Community College where she has taught illustration for many years. She pointed out a detail in her collage in the Art Department’s Faculty Exhibit. She made this work during a collage workshop in Scotland.
Madeline headed to another teaching destination and Marty and I took another walk at the beach before hitting the road for Baltimore.
We checked into a hotel at Cross Keyes, where we’d stayed during our daughter’s years at MICA. It’s been five years since we were there, but still it’s still Charm City and the home of Nattie Boh.
We spent the morning at the legendary American Visionary Art Museum, one of our favorite places anywhere. Andrew Logan’s Cosmic Galaxy Egg beckons reflections on beginnings.
There’s always surprises here, and yet we were delighted to stumble upon an exhibit of Judith Scott’s work, the subject of a recent picture book biography illustrated by our Maine neighbor, Melissa Sweet, Unbound: The Life and Art of Judith Scott.
Our eyes melted, yet the view of Baltimore from the American Visionary Art Museum was clear as a bell.
We walked around the city before stopping at another favorite spot, the MICA store, where the Print Department had signs galore.
We topped off the evening at Cosima, where we visited with Donna Crivello, executive chef.
These two were once design colleagues at the Boston Globe, where I met them both! A very sweet circle to be served a signature Donna dessert.
On October 19, we drove to Virginia Beach where we looked up my cousin Barbara Byrd and her husband, Jim. Our mothers were sisters, growing up in Norwalk, CT. We had not seen each other in about 14 years, and Barbara shared this vintage photo of Jeanne (my mum) and her sister, Dorothy (Barbara’s mum.)
Jim and Barbara treated us to dinner at their favorite Mexican restaurant nearby and we caught up on family history. There’s way more stories to tell!
They gave us a little sailor ducky for Daisy, remembering her rubber ducky collection. Barbara and Jim met in the Navy:)
After breakfast on October 20, we hit the road again, fortified by family ties and strong coffee.
The landscape turned into rolling fields of cotton, open skies, and then we saw this. Had to stop and say a prayer.
We landed in Carolina Shores at the home of Fred and Sue Scheetz. Marty’s known Fred since grade school, so catching up on news from Cuyahoga Falls, OH was front and center. We walked with their dog, Holly, at Sunset Beach.
Fred and Sue moved to the southern edge of North Carolina many years ago, and live between golf courses, beautiful beaches, and ALLIGATORS.
We saw a few lolling at the edge of a golf course, looking lazy but watch out. Instead, we fed ourselves at the local Boundary.
It was fun to be around Holly, a Sheltie they rescued from their neighbor who died. What a sweetie!
Fred and Sue brought us to a favorite place where they take Holly for walks, Vereen Gardens in Little River, SC. The serene marsh reflections were like medicine for the soul.
Before departing, we mailed our postcards in their mailbox, an old Harley tank, a vestige from Fred’s riding days.
On October 22, we turned north again, without an itinerary. We landed in Washington, NC at a quirky inn, When Pigs Fly Inn, where the flying pig theme was strong. I had time to sketch one of the many pig items in our Red Room.
The inn is a short stroll to the harbor, as well as an Underground Railroad Museum, and a park where I found another bear spirit.
Everywhere there were large crab sculptures, decorated in different designs by local artists. Of course, I favored this mosaic blue crab, which is considered invasive in Maine.
On October 23, we continued north by way of the Outer Banks in search of this iconic light house on Bodie Island.
Marty had traveled this area decades ago with his surf buddy, T Scully. We found a friendly surf shop for souvenirs.
After grabbing lunch we came upon a public access to the beach for a quick picnic watching a surfer ride his skim board.
After crossing long bridges and driving through tunnels, we landed at the Charlotte Hotel in Onancock, VA, an historic little town on the shores of Chesapeake Bay.
Everywhere we stopped, Halloween decor was on display. In Onancock, it was all about bicycles.
But look! I spied a Star Bear in a mural!
We headed out on October 24 for a day of driving. A stop at this Waffle House was the highlight.
We found a hotel in Fort Lee, NJ for the night and rested up for the next day at the New York Botanical Garden!
I read about this show in April in the New York Times and vowed to see it. We caught it on the next to last day, but what a day! This exhibit curated by Jennifer R. Gross is a lovely trip through a magical portal of curiosity.
We paused inside the Haupt Conservatory, where the exotic plants and fountains begged to be sketched. The warmth and burbling water soothed my road weary nerves.
We toured the Rockefeller Rose Garden and considered our next move in Yoko Ono’s oversize chess set, “Play It by Trust.”
We spied some cosplay as we meandered along trails, past a waterfall, and over bridges lined by blazing foliage.
We went down another rabbit hole in the Mertz Library, where ephemera of books, art, and music inspired by Lewis Carroll’s Alice in Wonderland were on plentiful display.
By late afternoon, our eyeballs were full. This show had all my favorite things: a bold and curious girl, fungi, card games, and botanical surprises. Here’s an illustration I did years ago, part of the Wake Up, Alice! exhibit at the Portland Public Library in 2015.
We spent the night in Norwalk, CT so in the morning we could find the address of where my Mum grew up. On the way there, this skelly’s wide open arms was a good sign.
We found the house, looking probably different than 100 years ago when she was born. This mural at the corner of St. John Street was another good sign.
We stopped at the Village Green and happened upon a labyrinth at the St. Paul’s church. I felt love at every turn.
From there we headed to New England, with an impromptu detour at Carr’s Cider House in Hadley, MA.
I sketched one of the nearby goats, Haydari.
We looked up our island neighbor, Rob Leiber, and his new bride, Shira Neumann, who bought an old house in Turner’s Falls.
We met a stone carver in our tour of the town. Here’s a detail of his public art downtown.
As the sun went down, we found the French King Bridge Motel, a vintage reminder of my childhood at the Red Doors Motel.
On October 27, we blasted back to Casco Bay Lines, just in time to pass Daisy and Bryce heading out on their own road trip to California. Fare thee well, Peaks Island Dreamers!
Our neighbor’s skelly was a nice welcome. Rake nevermore!
It was time to create my November rabbit, and of course, it’s inspired by the New York Botanical Garden’s topiary White Rabbit by Mosaicultures Internationals de Montreal.
May November bring all the good luck! Thanks for following along our Route 66 trip of reconnecting to friends and family, nature, and art.
Great reading about your travels and seeing your sketches! So glad you stopped by.