Winter sports are a not-so-secret pleasure of Island life in the season between late fall beachcombing and the thrilling arrival of snowdrops. All the more so because the appearance of ideal conditions cannot be predicted or promised. Only anticipated and prepared for.
As an African American painter and a woman coming of age in the 1920s and 1930s, the odds of making it in the art world were nearly nonexistent. But Loïs Mailou Jones proved them wrong, starting with her very first show on Martha's Vineyard.
When Roy was first courting me, he took me blueberry picking. One day he came bouncing down the rocky road to my Waldron’s Bottom rental in a beaten-up boat of a green Volvo that he’d bought off an Islander who’d bought it off another who’d bought it off another.