Since 1978 I have been fortunate to sail wooden boats. In 2006 I set out to find a Drascombe Longboat Cruiser for single-handed expedition sailing. This is the continuing story of how it came to be, our adventures, notes on the maritime world and other things I don't want to forget...

Thursday, January 21, 2016

Ready for Planking?

I saw these sugar cane trailers yesterday in the Costa Rican mountains. The 'ribs' reminded me of old boats.

Friday, January 8, 2016

Early January

After a long absence here's to catchin' up...

The Urbanna art show this past fall went well. I exhibited 34 pieces and got a good reception, sold several, and felt like the past year-and-a half's work was worth the effort. I learned a lot and will continue. Thank you to all of my friends and family for your encouragement.

A new extension on the studio is complete. A covered pavilion doubles the work space and gives me ample room to work on maintenance projects for Annie as well as sculpture.

I finished winterizing Annie last week. All the spars are being revarnished in the studio and the gear is being organized in the basement. I want to modify our alley fence to be able to drive Annie into the back yard. Will be in Costa Rica this winter and would be nice to have her here for her spring commission when I get back.

Just back from Urbanna working on the F. D. Crockett buyboat exhibit at the Deltaville Maritime Museum. John and Vera England have spent untold hours telling the boat's story and my job will be to help designing graphic panels and getting them produced. After 35 years in museum design, it is nice to work on this very worthwhile maritime project.

Sunday, September 6, 2015

Out of My Hands

We delivered the paintings to Urbanna Harbor Gallery today. I am relieved that there is now space in the studio but a bit off by the loss. It always seems to be a mixed bag. Hoping to see friends this weekend at the opening. Thanks to all of you for the encouragement.

George Butler, Reedville Marine Railway   
acrylic on canvas 24" x 24"
© Curtis Bowman 2015

Long Live Belle Starr

Thursday, August 20, 2015

Preliminary Step

Blocking in a painting of transferring oysters from retrieved traps...

An Early Morning Retake

Modern shrimping as we know it was 'born' in Fernandina, Florida in the first decade of the 20th century. Immigrant fishermen, notably Italian, first adapted a small otter trawl to internal combustion-powered wooden boats. This enabled them to build an industry that spread, in the early years along the southeast US coast, to Key West, and the Gulf of Mexico. It is now one of the world's most popular seafood, harvested by factory ships. The old wood shrimpers are mostly gone.

I researched, wrote monographs, presented findings and developed exhibits about it. But that was years ago. It again comes to mind when we visit family in the low country of Georgia.

Earlier this year:
Eleanor and I had gotten up early in her brother's old Victorian veiled with Spanish moss hanging from old live oaks. We were in the old town area of Brunswick, Georgia and were off to sketch and paint a quick watercolor before the heat set in. I noticed an old packing house sign at the entrance to a tree-covered sand road. We ducked in and found a shrimp boat dock stuck back in an earlier time. Crew had shuffled off the boats, where I expect they may have lived, to sit on a variety of worn-out lawn chairs and drink coffee. They were cordial but pretty much ignored us.

Eleanor recorded the view. We drew but mostly I smelled the salt and muck and thought about the past.