There are many things I love about Westport, Massachusetts. Its beauty and character are things of a storybook. The story is what I wish to focus on here. I am a Westport native. Though I lived other places, I returned home. Home to Westport. Home to her farms, home to her fishing, home to her sunsets......home. They say that a picture is worth a thousand words, but what of a painting? A painting created through true understanding of the soul. Worth simply a thousand words, I think not.
Ken Richards took the time to understand, to feel and to embrace the soul of this community and her beauty. Ken asked questions and listened to my story of how the farms, sunsets and river pulled me home. He listened to how, with a bit of luck and determination, we also managed to purchase this little piece of sunset on the river. When not working with the earth, when needing to relax, to find our soul....it’s the river where we can be found. Taking in her sunsets and hopefully a decent catch for supper. Ken saw this, Ken felt Westport. He first listened and then sought it out for himself. He, many times at different times of day, in different New England weather, traveled to the location to, “take it all in.” That he did, and did so in a manner that deserves thanks.
Thank you Ken Richards. Thank you for the time, the process, the care and soul that you put into this project. Thank you for listening. Thank you to the man who told you to take that sketchbook, to “take the time to look.” Ken you do much more than just look, you understand. For that, we thank you.
Ken Richards has painted this little piece of sunset for us. It’s not just paint on a canvas. It’s a story. One to be passed on to my children and on to theirs. So worth a thousand words..... no..... its worth so much more.
Thank you Ken.
“Going home, going home
By the waterside I will rest my bones
Listen to the river sing sweet songs
To rock my soul” – Robert Hunter/Jerry Garcia