Almost 20 years ago I came to Maine to draw and paint for a week in October. I rented a small (and very inexpensive) log cabin called Ram Lodge near Bremen, Maine. I spent the week much like I have spent this week. I ran around and explored and finally got to work a day or two before I had to go home.
I became very focused at Pemaquid Beach. Though there is a sandy strip along the shore this is not to be confused with the beaches that other folks visit. From this sandy strip I drew a pair of co-joined trees and Fort William Henry — a reconstructed fort that once protected the settlement here. (A settlement older than Plymouth Colony in Massachusetts.)
I would return to Ram lodge in the evenings and draw and paint from
photographs and sketches at the tiny kitchen counter overlooking a dark wood. (I had to strike through. I didn’t have a digital camera and laptop then.)
A few years later I returned with Hannah and Phoebe. We used the house as a base as we explored Pemaquid Point and Beach, Kayaked and at at Moody’s Diner. At the end of the week we met up with my wife, my mother and my sister’s family at Linekin Bay Resort, where I had been a sailing instructor.
This evening I drove out to Ram Lodge. It’s no longer offered as a rental (Or I would be staying there). I found it about how I’d last seen it. A run down mess — a lovely run down mess.
As one does when visiting closed cottages from their past I peeked in the windows. I saw the familiar wood stove, built in bunk beds and platform double bed. I Gingerly walked on the lichen covered deck and looked in on the counter where I once painted. I glanced up at the bulletin board beside the door and gasped. There, carefully pinned up, was my painting of Fort William Henry. I don’t remember leaving it. I don’t remember it being there when the girls were with me a few years later. But…there it is.
My portfolio of paintings from this era were destroyed in a basement flood a little over a year ago. It’s nice to see one still hanging, even if it’s hardly seen.