The Fisherman Fountain | Prescott Park

I enjoyed a nice walk around Peirce Island and the South End this evening.  The sunset was unexpectedly gorgeous and dynamic – with more shots from the walk to be featured throughout the week.  Today I thought I’d share a shot of the Fisherman in the fountain in Prescott Park.  I love the rich colors of the bricks and the vibrant greens of the trees, and the hint of the bright blue liner of the fountain.  I hope you like it too – this one is a return to the colorful and saturated processing….

Cloudy Afternoon at Great Island Common

I didn’t let the rainy day on Saturday morning keep me from making a quick trip over to Great Island Common to see what I might find.  I found a steady drizzle and some interesting clouds – and Portsmouth Harbor Lighthouse across the way.  A subtle shot….later this week I’ll feature a video I made of little snippets of the water rolling on shore and some other neat seacoast scenes.  It was too bad the sun didn’t want to break for a minute or two while I was out there – I guess I’ll just have to head back.

Two Afternoons at Prescott Park

Today features two views of Prescott Park on the Piscataqua River – taken on different afternoons in different lighting conditions.  The shot above was snapped during a cloudy and ominous rainy evening (you can see the rain in the distance above the Sheafe Warehouse.  The shot below was taken during the Tall Ships visit on a partly cloudy afternoon with the Memorial Bridge in the distance with the Sheafe Warehouse sitting in front.  In each shot you can see where the other was taken from…giving a nice flavor of the waterfront scene.

Overnight Art is Coming to Portsmouth

This weekend marks the annual festivities of Market Square Day, one of the busiest days in downtown Portsmouth all year.  Alongside Market Square Day, Portsmouth’s cultural commission (Art-Speak), sponsors a tradition known as Overnight Art. (Head HERE for more background on Art-Speak and Overnight Art)

Two of this year’s exhibits are “Moose Myth” (shown being constructed by artist above…more to follow this weekend) and “603/207” (shown below)….descriptions are included below the photos.

Moose Myth: Moose Myth is sapling sculpture created by the artist team, Donna Dodson of Boston, MA and Andy Moerlein of Bow, NH. “I think we are inspired by each other’s works, and really wanted to collaborate to see what would happen,” Moerlein said. They are using Moerlein’s sapling construction method and Dodson’s vocabulary of animal headed human figures to make a 12-foot tall moose headed male figure called Moose Myth. “We want it to be really natural and really organic and look like it just walked right out of the woods,” Dodson said. The Moose Myth represents a bridge between human and animal, wilderness and civilization. This piece will be installed in Market Square.”

603/207: “Carly Glovinski and Matt Wajda of Dover will create 603/207 in the alley between Stonewall Kitchen and North Church (between Pleasant and Church Streets). This installation is meant for public use as a walkway. Collected phonebooks from 603 and 207 area codes will been assembled to achieve the appearance of wood grain through the organization of striated, stacked layers of yellow and white pages. As referential objects that provide users access to a network of people, phonebooks can be considered guidebooks to connectivity. By using 603 and 207 area code phonebooks to build this “wood flooring” surface, this interactive walkway becomes symbolic of the physical joining of two states and the networks of people between them.”

Reflections on the Lake

Today is going to be a bit of a departure from the usual post.  Earlier this week, I was driving home from New Hampshire to where I grew up in Massachusetts.  It was a solemn drive, as my brother and I were heading to our parents’ house upon learning of the passing of my grandmother, Grace Heley Bigelow, earlier that morning.  The entire way home, the sky continued to get more colorful and more amazing…with blues, reds, pinks, and oranges all blending in the sky in beautiful fashion.  It was definitely a bright spot in the day.  About 15 minutes from home, we saw an opening and reflections of the sunset in a nearby lake – so we had to stop so that I could do my thing.  I was thrilled at the reward, a final gift from Grandma Grace.

Gram was one of my proudest supporters, asking for a copy of each individual business card that I had made for The Daily Portsmouth, each with a different photo on the back…and she was always delighted when I brought home a sample of something that had been published, or when I brought her a new photo.

It was amazing to make such a strong woman proud… even though her love was unconditional – if there was something she found unsuitable, she’d be the first to tell you to your face.  “You need a haircut; you need to lose weight; I don’t like it when you don’t shave”…these are just samples of some of the hysterical one-liners that she’d share.  That was just her, she’d tell you how it was, because she thought you should know.  This was largely how I knew her and remember my grandfather…they were a great pair in that respect.  However, it’s over the past few years when Gram lived with my parents that I came to know her in a more real way as an adult.  She was one of the happiest people I knew, very thankful for her family and her daughters, and one of the sweetest people you’d ever know.  She was sharp as a tack until her last breath, which she shared with her three beautiful daughters in the comfort of her home.  She lived a full life of 92 years, and taught me what it was to work hard and be strong, loving and caring, most of which I didn’t realize had roots in her, until recently.  I am so grateful for the time I’ve been able to spend with her over the past few years.  I will miss her terribly, and I know that I will share that feeling with everyone who was lucky enough to have her in their lives.

(Here is Grace meeting her great granddaughter Norah for the first time)

At the Corner of Bow & Ceres Street

Today’s post features two views from the corner of Bow Street & Ceres Street.  The shot above features the view towards Market Street with The Dolphin Striker off to the right with its blue canopy, and the NJM Gallery to the left with its painted red bricks & bright blue trim around its colorful windows.  Below, the restaurant known as Two Ceres Street can be seen at the bottom of the staircase next to Izzy’s.  Though I’ve yet to stop in for dinner or drinks, I’ve heard great things about both – and something about a special “green drink”.

Please come visit tomorrow for a very special post and a beautiful photo of a new scene.

Mombo & The Oar House Dock | Portsmouth's (New) Restaurants

This week marks an exciting week in the Portsmouth dining scene.  The former Dunaway Restaurant recently reopened as Mombo Restaurant in time for the Memorial Day holiday weekend, and features “creative, internationally-inspired cuisine prepared and served by an experienced team of culinary professionals in a unique seacoast setting”. (Thanks to Rachel Forrest of the Herald for the info!)

Also, as I was strolling around this afternoon during lunchtime, I saw a new sign up where I’d recently seen some interior renovations going on at the old Blue Claw restaurant.  Much to my surprise, today the sign looked rather familiar with a design I thought I’d seen before, then I realized it read “The Oar House Dock” (the new sign shares the oars around the title just like “The Oar House” does; and the new space shouldn’t be confused with The Oar House Deck).  I’m not sure what the scoop is behind the scenes – but it appears that the owners of The Oar House either bought or are renting the space across the street and are offering a more wallet friendly (my interpretation of the sign) menu with pizza and traditional seafood offerings while still being able to enjoy an outdoor deck.  I for one welcome the change – as I always thought the Blue Claw was overrated and overpriced in a great location.  I’ll be stopping by the new spot in the near future to test it out.