The weather cooperated by the late afternoon for a beach day 🏖️ on my birthday 🥰 This Cancer-Scorpio-Scorpio ♋️☀️♏️🌜♏️🌅was literally in her element to ring in her 45th year 🎂
My mom and I got mani-pedis on Thursday (her treat 🥰) and delicious savory crepes on Friday at a Victorian coffee house in Franklin, MA. Then I headed to Charlestown RI for my first dunk in the ocean 🌊 (finally!) & a super indulgent peanut butter cup sundae—balanced out later by a plate full of sautéed garden veggies for dinner.
I gifted to myself 3 new-to-me books on Surrealism (as a poet, I'm on a Joyce Mansour kick these days) that I bought from Better World Books 📚 PLUS I got a plethora of perfect presents including an owl vase, mug, & crystal statue, #TedLasso candies, a Wicked Plants coloring book (to go with the original book, which my sister gave me for Xmas a while back), the cutest little cat shaped gum holder, and that hilarious candle 🕯️
And, most importantly, I heard from so many people with texts, pics, Snaps, FB posts, & DMs — I felt the love 💗 for sure 🥰 It was a very happy birthday indeed! Plus, there's more to come during my birthday staycation. More beach trips and meetups in the coming days 💕🙏😊 Thank you all!
Cross' Mills Public Library, Charlestown, Rhode Island
Cross’ Mills Public Library, Charlestown, Rhode Island
Cross’ Mills Public Library
Last week my book buddy Emily and I went to Charlestown, Rhode Island for a publisher’s event. It was an hour drive and, of course, we built time into our travel plans to check out the local library.
The building is the shape of a Y which gives the library an inviting facade, almost like you’re being hugged. We arrived at Cross’ Mills Public Library just before…
I don't know what to think about this 2015 home in Charlestown, Rhode Island. I can't tell what style they were going for in the 3bd, 5ba home, but they're asking $2.5M for it. Take a look at this one.
The living room opens to a small balcony and has a faceted domed ceiling with a skylight.
The curved balcony faces the yard.
The kitchen has a small seating corner with a fireplace and doors to a deck.
The dining room has skylights, a turquoise tile fountain, and doors to the patio.
Details of the fountain. There are several levels to the home, with lighted stairs.
The main bedroom has a triangular ceiling with skylights, area for a sitting room, and doors to the patio and pool.
Every bedroom has an en-suite bath. The primary has a deep sunken tub with a shower.
Bd. #2 has a sitting area with a fireplace.
En-suite #2 has nice mosaic tiles and a roomy shower.
Bd. #3 has an interesting sculpted wall and room for seating at the foot of the bed.
It also has nice tile in the en-suite and a modular tub.
Large partially covered deck on the house.
Outdoors is a large patio. This part of it features a firepit. In the distance appears to be a pyramid.
Next, is a pergola.
This path leas to what appears to be a covered sitting area.
On a covered deck there's a sink for an outdoor kitchen.
As someone who lives not far from Charlestown, RI I’m now calling in sick for work for the rest of the day to go find Gillion. Gonna feed him clam chowder
everyone go point and laugh at this person they live in rhode island
Stuckeman Professor Receives Coastal Resilience Grant
Associate professor of landscape architecture, Peter Stempel, from Penn State’s Stuckeman School, has received a coastal resilience grant with research partners at the University of Rhode Island, for research into how nature-based solutions reduce coastal vulnerability to sea level rise while preserving ecosystem services in Charlestown, Rhode Island.
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Day 4, Fri. Sept 8: Portsmouth, NH to Uxbridge, Massachusetts (168 km) to Charlestown, RI (258 km) to Branford, Conn (396 km).
Massachusetts is a beautiful state, but as one sign suggested, it is "thickly settled." Even though I gave Boston a wide berth, it felt like one long drive from Toronto to Hamilton along Lakeshore Drive. Endless beautiful homes, but oh, so many cars, stop signs, and slow speed limits. Even though Worcester is 50 miles west of Boston, it still felt like I was driving through one huge, well-off, Boston bedroom community. Not until Farmington, some 90 miles away, did the effect seem to fall off. So, in a word, beautiful homes and scenery, but I won't be planning too many future rides through Massachusetts.
Once past Farmington and heading to Uxbridge, the Boston effect started wearing off. Speed limits went from 35 to 50 mph and while not necessarily wall to wall, beautiful, New England homes, still lots of pretty Normal Rockwell scenery and buildings.
Although I did get an early start today, it still takes me most of the morning to ride the 168 km to Uxbridge (pop 14,200), where I cross the border to Rhode Island. Interestingly, Uxbridge is named after the Earl of Uxbridge and was first colonized in 1662 . It is often referred to as "a Cradle of the Industrial Revolution" as it was a prominent textile center in the American Industrial Revolution.
Once across the border, I head due south towards Charlestown. On the way, I stop at the Rhode Island Veterans Memorial Cemetery in Exeter. Its 280 acres of beautifully maintained grounds include 41 monuments and 40,000 gravestones. Family members may need to pay, but if you are a veteran, you receive internment here for free.
Once in Rhode Island and away from Boston, the roads open up but are still filled with homes, but it is much more like driving through country acreages. I make good time to Charlestown, home to one of the finest collections of beaches in Rhode Island. In fact, according to the United States Census Bureau, the town has a total area of 59.3 square miles, of which 36.8 square miles is land and 22.5 square miles is water. I find a small cove, and after having my lunch overlooking the water wash off my hands in the Atlantic Ocean.
From Charlestown, I head west towards Branford, Connecticutt. Like Rhode Island, Connecticutt is a pretty and more open drive. I spend a lot of my afternoon riding on shady forested roads with a generous sprinkling of classic New England towns, buildings, and homes. I get a nice surprise in Hadlyme as I stumble across the historic Hadlyme- Chester. First established in 1769, it is the second oldest continuous running ferry in Connecticutt. Of course, instead of going around, I take it across the Connecticutt River. It takes half an hour off my ride to Branford, and I end up making good time and staying dry.
Branford itself is a shoreline town located on Long Island Sound in New Haven County, about 6 miles east of downtown New Haven. It gives me a nice taste of Connecticutt without having to go into any of the major cities. Its population was only 28,273 at the 2020 census.
I settle into my usual post ride routine and, thinking about the weather, grab an early dinner. On the way back, I cover up my seat and grab my rain gear out of the bike. From the looks of that sky, I'm going to need it tomorrow.
Bart Parker wasn’t just an educator. He was an artist, philosopher, storyteller and “wordsmith” who opened the eyes of his many students to a new way of seeing over the course of his more than 25-year teaching career. Despite the ever-expanding length of time between today and when they sat in one of his critiques or classes, many of his students recall the puzzling yet brilliant things he said, which often remain to be fully understood today, and still heed his advice in their own work.
To sustain his memory and the legacy he left behind during his time as a professor of photography at the University of Rhode Island, an exhibition, titled “Elysian Fields: Bart Parker and Cohorts,” featuring his work and that of his former students, will be on display in the Main Gallery in the Fine Arts Center on the Kingston campus through March 27.
Zoey Stites, a photography instructor at URI, was working on her bachelor of science degree in what was then Resource Development in the late 1980s. After making some friends in the art department, she felt the draw to photography and convinced her adviser that she needed to take the class as a supporting elective. She took Photo 1 with Parker and said she never looked back.
“I just had one of those moments like, ‘OK. Things are different now. Everything’s changed,’” Stites said. During critiques, he would place Post-It notes on students’ works, usually with the name of an artist or book titles that he would advise the students to look up. She began to write down some of what he said in her sketchbook; sometimes it took her days to figure out what he meant.
“Life work is drudgery unless done artfully”; “Sometimes what you accomplish you then have to live up to, so be careful” and “Frequently, you don’t really know what’s going on in your head – you have to picture it” were just some of the tidbits she saved in her sketchbook. “That [last] one took me awhile to figure out,” Stites said.
In 1971, Parker began teaching at URI and founded the studio program in photography. He taught in Kingston until his retirement in 1996. He also held visiting artist positions at the San Francisco Art Institute and the University of California, Los Angeles in the 1970s and the Art Institute of Chicago among others. Parker worked primarily in photographic collage, and his images appeared in nearly 400 exhibitions, numerous publications and are held in many collections worldwide.
Parker’s accolades are evidence of his success as a photographer, but the Bart Parker that his students remember is a man who taught them how to see and interpret the world rather than just take pictures of it.
David DeMelim, a local photographer who studied with Parker in the late ’80s, said that his course was not necessarily about photographic technique, but was more about asking important questions of oneself like, “Where do you fit into the world? What do you want your pictures to say? and How does the work you’re making help you do that?” DeMelim said. “He taught in a very open and interactive kind of manner.”
Parker began his career in photography working in the newspaper industry for eight years before receiving his MFA at Rhode Island School of Design, studying under Harry Callahan. DeMelim, who is fascinated by panoramic photographs and image blends, remembers that one of the concepts that Parker always emphasized in his classes is the importance of a single image telling a story, something he still reminds himself of in his work today.
Gilly Gilstein, an artist and co-owner of Charlestown Gallery, studied with Parker in the 1970s and recalled a time when he came to Parker with a negative that he couldn’t quite develop the way he wanted to. The image was of a dog emerging from the water shaking itself off. “I couldn’t get the sprays of the water off the dog to show,” Gilstein said. “[Parker] spent an hour with me in the darkroom one night. We must have done a dozen different prints. In the end, I had a negative that was totally different than what I had in the beginning.”
Parker’s darkroom skills were often unlike anything students had seen before. Before contemporary editing software, like Photoshop, he was able to overlay images into one that holds a deeper story – the interpretation of which is up to the viewer.
After knowing Parker for just a few weeks, Stites said she knew she needed to have more access to the darkroom and to “soak up” and practice everything he taught her. So she asked him for a job in the photo lab. “That was not typical,” she said and admitted she felt intimidated approaching him about the matter. “Usually, the people who were hired had more experience and [were those] that he was familiar with. But I was determined.”
Stites said Parker tried to reason with her, gently emphasizing that she simply wasn’t ready. But, she said, she needed to be in the lab more. To everyone’s surprise, “He gave it to me. Two years later, I was running the lab.”
Patient, thoughtful and “there – for whatever,” is how his students described him. At times, his critiques would go on for hours and on multiple occasions, he would enter the class with a plan to teach one thing and spontaneously change the plan to fit with the students’ needs or possibly a current event. On their way to class some days, students would see Parker doing tai chi in the Fine Arts Center courtyard. He drove a sports car – fast – and had a beard tied into a ponytail. “He was a character,” Stites said.
In 2002, Parker received the Educator of the Year national award from the Society for Photographic Education, of which he was a life-long member. He died 11 years later at age 79 in Northport, Alabama, where he and his wife, Rita deWitt, moved in his remaining few years.
“We knew he was ill, but he was such a vibrant person,” said Barbara Pagh, the exhibit’s curator and professor of art at URI. She came to URI in 1983 and worked with Parker up until his retirement. “When you see the pictures of him, you keep thinking he’s going to be around the corner.”
In addition to the exhibit of photographs, memorabilia also will be on display to tell more of Parker’s story. The exhibit title, “Elysian Fields,” is the namesake of a phrase he enjoyed using in his lectures as a way of explaining to his students the goals he hoped they would achieve. In an email sent to Pagh by Parker’s wife, deWitt, she wrote that “he saw this as a utopian ideal of being an artist: entering and exploring the Elysian Fields in order to bring back creative works that were unexpected, evocative, thought-provoking, sometimes disturbing, and ultimately satisfying.”
Unabashedly and undeniably, Parker cared about his students. “He was incredibly present. When you were talking to him, you knew he was listening,” said Stites. “If he was in critique, he was in critique. If he was giving a presentation, he was giving that presentation. If he was showing you anything, there was a reason. If he was talking about anything, there was a reason. He was just there.”
“And the state of education as it is, there’s not much of that nowadays,” she continued. “Everybody’s so stressed out all the time. Maybe we’re not doing enough tai chi in the courtyard.”
CHARLESTOWN, R.I. (WPRI) — A dead whale that washed ashore Monday in Charlestown will be buried at the beach where it was found, according to the Rhode Island Department of Environmental Management (DEM).
The DEM said the minke whale was discovered along East Beach near the Charlestown Breachway.
Volunteers with Mystic Aquarium performed a necropsy on the carcass Thursday morning to determine the…