Tara Keegan
There’s no place like home.
Dorothy said it, and the world agreed. But the artwork of Peter Batchelder challenges the famous movie mantra. By ditching the details and accessing only the universal essence of a place, he presents “home” as somewhere that can be found almost anywhere if you know how to find what’s familiar.
The 1942 Willys MB Army Jeep parked in front of The Thrift Shop on Chicken Alley in Vineyard Haven is authentic and used, but it’s not for sale. It’s the car that Noava Knight, the new shop assistant at the store, drives to work.
Five days a week, Ms. Knight, 26, hops out of the Jeep her boyfriend purchased on the Cape and strolls into the shop. She greets her colleagues, most of them more than 40 years her senior, and gets to work reorganizing, advertising and planning.
Briana Fragosa almost jumped out of her bright pink Crocs. The butterfly pin holding back her long hair threatened to take flight as its owner bounced and bounced yelling, “Five minutes! Five minutes!”
The campers are back, and they were greeted by plenty of jumping and cheering. On Monday morning, the 10:45 a.m. ferry brought the campers of Camp Jabberwocky, Martha’s Vineyard Cerebral Palsy camp, back to the Island for the 2012 season. In a mass of sparkling fabrics and bright colors, the counselors greeted this summer’s crew with traditional Jabberwocky energy, starting their cheers when the boat was still 100 feet away.
Tucked away on a hill in West Tisbury rests an unlikely young girl. She’s over six feet tall, has ears as big as hub caps and is stuffed with thrift store rubble. Her name is Ellie the elephant, and she’s waiting to become the newest addition to the Martha’s Vineyard Film Festival’s Cinema Circus.
Tucked away on a hill in West Tisbury rests an unlikely young girl. She’s over six feet tall, has ears as big as hub caps and is stuffed with thrift store rubble. Her name is Ellie the elephant, and she’s waiting to become the newest addition to the Martha’s Vineyard Film Festival’s Cinema Circus.