07.01.17

Allen Whiting is tired of talking about himself. “The biographical stuff about me doesn’t matter anymore,” he said as we sat in his kitchen talking about, among other things, the fact that somehow he’s seventy, about to turn seventy-one, and it’s been thirty-five years already that he and his wife, Lynne, have been showing and selling his instantly recognizable landscape paintings out of the front rooms of their farmhouse in West Tisbury.

By Alexandra Bullen Coutts

07.01.17

There’s always basketball in Oak Bluffs, but there’s only one weekend like this.

By Mathea Morais

07.01.17

Would that which we call a tourist T-shirt by any other name smell as sweet?

By Mary Breslauer

07.01.17

“I am going in a new direction. It is fresh and new and not what I normally do… And taking a risk in life is important to do.”

07.01.17

Many of today’s saltwater flies look so real that you’d swear they were actual baitfish. Space-age synthetic materials that closely imitate the color and sheen of live bait, plastic eyes, epoxy heads, and the talent of hundreds of skilled professional and amateur fly tiers combine to create a vast choice of excellent flies that fool multitudes of game fish.

By Kib Bramhall

05.01.17

Two sisters, two brothers, a couple of cousins, and four great fish markets.

By Alexandra Bullen Coutts

05.01.17

By Paul Karasik

05.01.17

Frances McGuire's particular take on her "emotional home."

By Libby Ellis

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