This series comes from the memory of the shed, and the back deck area, of my grandparents’ house on Fire Island. The shed was where the washer/dryer was, and where the bikes, wagons, and beach chairs were stored. There was a hammock strung between the shed and the house. There was an outdoor shower on the side of the shed. This was the north side of the house, and often in shadow. Coming back from the heat of the beach, we had to go and wash off all the sand before we could go in the house. The cold water was always shocking, especially because we had just walked home on splintery, hot boardwalks.
There was a short staircase back there that went under the house, this was where my grandfather stacked gathered scrap lumber and driftwood for the fireplace. The fires he built were mostly from pine, which made
for very sparky, popping, fires.
On sunday mornings my grandmother would get up early and ride to the store to pick up the Sunday Times, and jelly donuts, which were cut into quarters and part of our ritual Sunday bagel breakfast. When I got a little older, I was asked to go on this errand. The bikes, the shed, all became associated with that combination of smells as I biked home from the store.

Shed studies
 These smaller paintings were used to investigate more fully my multiple, layered, memories of this location. All are 8x10" and are Oil and Acrylic on Panel.