Ketel One, 2004
Oil on linen, 2' x 2'
August 8, 2003 In 2003, Sandra and I lived in two cities, I was working in Washington DC, and she was working in New York City. We savored our summer weekends in Maryland, especially after being apart during the week. On those weekends, we often shared our two-story farmhouse, which sat on a small piece of an old tobacco farm, with friends from New York. August 8th was one of those long days of summer, when the flowers planted in spring were in bloom, providing a full pallet of lush colors for the table. Our guests were Dennis and Mary, who had shared their studio with Sandra in Long Island City and Carol, an artist and long time friend from Mississippi who also migrated to New York. The house faced west, shading the deck alongside the pool located just off the back kitchen door and starting around 4 o’clock it made a perfect place for evening cocktails and appetizers. In southern Maryland, August is the height of the season for tomatoes and sweet corn. Most of the vegetables you see in Sandra’s painting from this time were given to us by my cousins who own a truck farm about ten miles away. The tomato, mozzarella, and basil was served with thick slices of warm homemade bread used to soak up the balsamic vinegar, olive oil, and juices left on the plate. Fred May
Oil on linen, 2' x 2'
August 8, 2003 In 2003, Sandra and I lived in two cities, I was working in Washington DC, and she was working in New York City. We savored our summer weekends in Maryland, especially after being apart during the week. On those weekends, we often shared our two-story farmhouse, which sat on a small piece of an old tobacco farm, with friends from New York. August 8th was one of those long days of summer, when the flowers planted in spring were in bloom, providing a full pallet of lush colors for the table. Our guests were Dennis and Mary, who had shared their studio with Sandra in Long Island City and Carol, an artist and long time friend from Mississippi who also migrated to New York. The house faced west, shading the deck alongside the pool located just off the back kitchen door and starting around 4 o’clock it made a perfect place for evening cocktails and appetizers. In southern Maryland, August is the height of the season for tomatoes and sweet corn. Most of the vegetables you see in Sandra’s painting from this time were given to us by my cousins who own a truck farm about ten miles away. The tomato, mozzarella, and basil was served with thick slices of warm homemade bread used to soak up the balsamic vinegar, olive oil, and juices left on the plate. Fred May