Dear Friends, A very different sort of missive here today… one of a somber nature but with hope and the best of community woven into it. On September 28th a raging fire immolated the beating heart of Port Clyde, Maine… a beloved fishing village at the southern end of...
Dear Friends, I find myself in a reflective state of mind on this foggy, rainy morning and for some reason it got me thinking back to when and why I first started sharing these “hugs from Maine” with you. In that spirit, I am re-sharing the very first one with you,...
By Peter Ralston Dear Friends, I am dashing this off to you between Raven cruises. We’re still wonderfully busy here, between our own gallery and the exhibition of my work at Blue Raven Gallery in Rockland… not to mention a handful of remaining Raven days on...
I apologize for missing last Sunday's note. On one hand I could claim that we were dealing with the aftermath of Hurricane Lee, but such an excuse would be worse than simply disingenuous. Truth be told, we were in the lee of Lee here in Rockport, in fact by the time...
Last summer I was out on Vinalhaven in the course of one of our Raven trips when I spied this old propellor lying amidst all the other stuff that inevitably accumulates on working wharves.
I was instantly drawn to it…love at first sight. Perhaps it’s the patina that comes with oxidization, surely the dents, dings and holes have a lot to do with it, but all-in-all, I could feel the many years of hard use it had endured.
I was very pleased by this latest instance of an image and a host of stories finding me and I made a few exposures…but then I was faced by a moral dilemma.
In the winter of 2022 I discovered an image I had made back on June 24th of 2016.
What so grabbed me about it that first day—and to this very minute—was/is the comma….
This week I am sharing something quite different with you. I hope you’ll enjoy this short video from my site. In 2009 I was approached by an independent film company that wanted to make a sixteen-minute documentary short about how I work….
Here’s our December Room With a View column from Down East Magazine.
It’s not especially seasonal, but I don’t think that faith, or any of what Philip writes about in this one, ever really goes fully out of season.
Maine’s Down East magazine started in 1954 and from the beginning has offered Room With a View, a column that is revered here in the Pine Tree state.
Some exceptionally fine writers have shared their thoughts in over 700 Room With a View columns and it’s a great honor to share with you the news that my dear friend, Philip Conkling, and I are now the columnists filling some very large shoes. We’re really enjoying being able to – once again – pair our shared “view” of life in Maine and beyond.
It was a ripper of a day to be out and about and there were dire warnings and stern counsel to NOT be outside for this one. I, of course, ignored them…