By Gabriel Perez
Somehow the softly tinted light of Cape Cod brings serenity and peace into our hearts. This light, so dear to so many painters, opens up the landscape of our feelings. And then there are other aspects to this shimmering solitude- the town remains and functions as a great artistic crucible. Its beauty, its light and its tranquility are magnets for the creative mind. Through the years, film and theater writers as well as essayists and novelists flock here during the quiet months. A ride on a bike down to the dunes, a walk with a happy dog in Beech Forest, or a serious bit of research at the town’s library – all nurture the mind and facilitate creation. There are many painters working in little alleys, their ateliers hidden within modest houses, finishing canvases and sculptures. The spirit of Rothko and Motherwell is alive and working and not too far off.
The greatest luxury in a crowded world is a bit of controlled solitude. The artist’s mind needs this nourishing pause. The harsh weather conditions that meet the Cape sends the crowds away. Modern technology precludes total isolation, but the artist and the dreamer hide in the soft mists that come from the ever present ocean and its mists! The pleasures of reading by a fire while baking a rich apple tart, the delight of taking photographs of a delightful landscape, of feeling the cold in your hands and face, all of these await the traveler, the tired intellect and the lover of peace!