is the  name of Pamela Talese’s show (til end of October) at Atlantic Gallery at 135 W 29th Street Suite 601 in Manhattan.  Pamela and I share some large interests . . . like her take on Alice Oldendorff and

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and mine.

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Hers of Penobscot Bay, now

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gearing up for ice-breaking duty, and mine.

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Charleston, being painted in dry dock and

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fotograffed in KVK.

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Pamela has worked in cold weather and

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and warm to

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capture the ubiquitous

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changes wrought by rust and paint . . . in paint.  Below, she travels to her “studio” via the paintcycle.

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See her website here.  See her work at the Atlantic Gallery soon.

A description of people along the waterfront in the first chapter of Moby Dick omits a class; Melville mentions some  “posted like silent sentinels all around the town, stand thousands upon thousands of mortal men fixed in ocean reveries. Some leaning against the spiles; some seated upon the pier-heads; some looking over the bulwarks . . .”   To do the unthinkable of completing Melville, my annotation here:  “still others women as well as men devoted to the arts, brush in hand, gazing in turn at ship and then at canvas . .  or notebook, then searching with paints or inks or charcoal . . . ”  Go Pamela.  Go others!  I love it.    More waterfront art soon.