Chatham Fish Market
I read a book once by Peter Mayle, A Year in Provence, and loved one line in the book that went something like: We saw the house in the afternoon, and by dinner we had mentally moved in. That feeling was something like when I went to Chatham for the first time. After my first afternoon, I knew this was where I wanted to summer, own a cottage, and it became in a blink of an eye my "happy place".
I just finished this larger canvas (24x36) of the Chatham Fish Market and was pleased with it. Now I just need a house in Chatham to hang it in! Actually, I may approach some galleries in Chatham this summer and see if I can get some of my work placed -- but that always seems so daunting as a few have turned me away before - or made comments such as, 'well, we like to show "local" artists'. Eventually, I tell myself, since I have already mentally moved there.