Wintrhop, MA, is an island. It maybe connected to the mainland and appear to be a peninsula, but it is an island. The roads are difficult to navigate and construction is rampant. The locals say that if you don’t know your way around Winthrop then you aren’t meant to be there.
But, Winthrop is beautiful. The ocean teases the developing ‘burbs roughly, and the sprawl taunts back, it’s foundations nearly encroaching on the way. This strip of coast maintains an atmosphere of planned tempest; expected, and accepted, and lived. It is here that Melissa Green and Joseph Brodsky would walk.
In a place that is before words. It is where Melissa Green crafts words to life.
A Sea Change
Portrait of an Artist: Brodsky
The Splendor Father
More to come: a selection from Melissa’s most recent work Alkedema…