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East End Market

Located, of course, in the hip East End of Provincetown is the newly spruced East End Market. Purchased in February, the new owners have stream-lined and cleaned up the shop, focusing on bakery breads (a delicious selection from Iggy’s Bakery), local and imported foods, including cheeses and artisan air-dried pasta from local purveyor Auntie Dalie’s Pasta, a wide selection of organic and conventional produce, and an extensive selection of wine, beer, and spirits. It’s a wonderful, convenient, local grocery store, but that’s not what makes this little marketplace/meeting place special. Claudio, the new owner, professes a love of homemade foods; he says they will cook like his mom, as if cooking for the entire family. East End Market offers breakfast and lunch sandwiches, homemade soups, prepared foods, and Jim’s Organic Coffee. It’s a sweet slice of life, a meeting place, a tasty stop. Check out their new offerings!

East End Market
212 Bradford St.




On Our Radar – May 2, 2019

LGBT Cirque Coming to Provincetown this Summer

AirOtic, an LGBT-centric cirque show will be performing 42 shows at the Provincetown School gym between June 28 and August 24. The show is a creation of Le Farfadais, a European cirque company that produces various shows all over Europe and on cruise ships. The AirOtic show was created for Atlantis gay cruises, but organizers say it has broad appeal beyond the LGBT community. For a look at what’s to come, visit airoticshow.com.

24th Annual Nantucket Film Festival Announces Its Film Lineup

The Nantucket Film Festival (NFF) proudly announced its feature film lineup today. The opening night selection for its 2019 festival is Universal Pictures’ Yesterday, a Working Title production written by Oscar nominee Richard Curtis (Four Weddings and a Funeral, Love Actually, and Notting Hill) from a story by Jack Barth and Richard Curtis, and directed by Academy Award® winner Danny Boyle (Slumdog Millionaire, Trainspotting). The film tells the story of Jack Malik (Himesh Patel), a struggling singer-songwriter in a tiny English seaside town who wakes up after a freak accident to discover that The Beatles have never existed, and only he remembers their songs. Sony Pictures Classics’ Maiden, directed by Alex Holmes, will close the festival. This immersive documentary recounts the thrilling story of Tracy Edwards, a 24-year-old charter boat cook who became the skipper of the first ever all-female crew to enter the Whitbread Round the World Yacht Race.

Magnolia Pictures’ The Farewell, written and directed by Lulu Wang, will screen as the festival’s Centerpiece film. Starring Awkwafina (Crazy Rich Asians), the comedy follows a Chinese-American woman as she returns to China to say goodbye to her grandmother under the ruse of a family wedding.

For the tenth year in a row, NFF will screen a Disney•Pixar film on opening day. This year the studio will showcase the eagerly anticipated animated feature Toy Story 4, directed by Josh Cooley, produced by Jonas Rivera and Mark Nielsen, with a screenplay by Stephany Folsom and Andrew Stanton. Woody (Tom Hanks), Buzz Lightyear (Tim Allen), and the whole gang find themselves far from home, discovering new friends—and old ones—on an eye-opening road trip that takes them to unexpected places.

Nearly 50 feature selections have been revealed as part of NFF’s 2019 lineup. The Festival’s celebrated Signature Programs, including details about the Screenwriters Tribute, will be announced soon.

The 24th Nantucket Film Festival runs June 19-24, 2019, and celebrates the art of screenwriting and storytelling in cinema. Festival passes and ticket packages are on sale now at nantucketfilmfestival.org.


I Remember Ohio

by Steve Desroches

Only in Provincetown. Whether you’ve lived in Provincetown your whole life or maybe only spent a day here, chances are you’ve seen a sight or heard a story that had you shaking your head and chuckle those three words. And indeed, Provincetown is home to many legendary yarns. How could a town this eccentric with such a storied past not be? From the famous to the infamous, the funny to the downright bizarre, Provincetown could produce Encyclopedia-Britannica-sized volumes of wild legends. And if they truly are only in Provincetown type stories, where better to collect and store them than here, an effort that the Provincetown Public Library is taking on as it seeks to expand the holdings of their archives to protect, preserve, and interpret our local history, including those aspects that make this town as far out as you can get.

One of the craziest tall tales of all actually had a tail. On Christmas Eve back in 2005 then Provincetown resident Ben Thornberry became worried when his beloved orange cat Ohio hadn’t returned home. In 1992, Thornberry was working as a photojournalist traveling the country covering the presidential election that year and he had found two little kittens abandoned on the side of the highway in Missouri when he stopped for a impromptu bathroom break right near where the Ohio and Mississippi rivers meet. Thus he named the poor little kittens after the geographical spot, eventually bringing them back to Provincetown, giving Mississippi to his good friend and neighbor at the Figurehead House Jennifer Cabral and keeping Ohio for himself.

While Mississippi was a homebody, Ohio liked to roam and quickly grew to become a neighborhood cat, going from door to door grabbing snacks where he could or bumping up against someone until they scratched his head. Eventually he’d spent a night or two at a neighbors, becoming good company for several homebound seniors and a source of joy to all who loved him. That’s why when he went missing it became a source of worry for all in that East End neighborhood as those that cared for Ohio hung “missing cat” posters all over town. What happened next began a several month odyssey that was so strange, so bizarre, and ultimately hilarious, that the news clippings and ephemera of the ordeal kept by Cabral are headed for the archives at the library to be preserved for the ages. It turns out Ohio had been kidnapped.

“It was comical,” laughs Cabral. “We wanted him back for sure. That part was serious. But it was funny. Look, it’s Ptown in the winter. It’s just one of those things. But you know, don’t steal someone’s f**king cat.”

After the cat had been missing for a couple of weeks, Thornberry received a letter in the mail. The message was anonymous and strangely crafted. The handwriting on the envelope could have been that of a serial killer. Whoever wrote it said they believed Ohio was not properly taken care of and that he was now on a “three acre farm near Harwich.” Those looking for Ohio were incensed. So began the Free Ohio movement, largely organized by Thornberry and Cabral. They held Free Ohio meetings at the Squealing Pig, where the beer flowed freely and the sound system played songs by the Ohio Players or Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young’s “Ohio.” T-shirts were made, as were new posters, this time demanding Ohio’s safe return. The saga took an international jag, too. A native of England, Thornberry’s sister had recently been elected to the House of Commons. When a man in the West End found an orange cat on his steps he didn’t know Thornberry’s address or number, but he knew his sister was a member of Parliament, so he rang London, pulling her out of meeting to say he think he had found Ohio. While it was a different cat, for a time Ohio’s whereabouts became the business of the British government.

As efforts to get him back increased, so, too, did the anonymous letters saying Ohio was not going to be returned. Eventually, several other anonymous letters came identifying the thieves: two women from New Jersey who owned a condo across the street took him. Ohio was not in Massachusetts, but New Jersey! Confused geography aside, a quick Internet search later found that the couple worked in real estate and their photos were taken off their website and wanted posters were made and hung around town. Ohio had become a folk hero and as such the story quickly illuminated the fault lines in Provincetown. Year-rounder versus seasonal resident, the old bohemian ways versus the uptight, nouveau-riche newcomers arriving and passing judgment and telling everyone what to do. The tale of Ohio struck such a chord media coverage zipped down the Cape over to Boston and then eventually to NPR and the news wires. It went viral long before social media. Orders for “Free Ohio” t-shirts came from near and far, and a fundraiser was held to raise money for a road trip to go to New Jersey to get Ohio.

The Provincetown Police Department intervened and negotiated with police in New Jersey. And then on one bright, cold February day Ohio was unceremoniously dropped off at the police station on Shank Painter Road, ending his incarceration in the New Jersey suburbs and reuniting him with Thornberry. Sadly, a year later Ohio was killed after being struck by a car on Commercial Street, so perhaps the thieves had a point. But nevertheless they became so unpopular in town, and in their condo association, they sold their unit and never returned. Thornberry moved back to England and Mississippi passed away about 7 years ago. And the ballad of Ohio the Cat entered the cannon of Provincetown folklore.
“I vaguely remember Ohio the Cat, but of course we’d love to have the collection in the archives,” says lead librarian Nan Cinnater. “Anyone who wants to donate materials that tell the history of Provincetown should get in touch with me. It is very important that the donation have direct relevance to the history of Provincetown. Scrapbooks, photos, letters and diaries are particularly desirable. We do not need books, but we are interested in rare local periodicals, homemade videos and DVDs, even flyers and newsletters.”

Cabral still has a box of “Free Ohio” t-shirts. And she offers a savagely biting postscript. A year or so later she received a message from a woman visiting town who wanted to buy 10 “Free Ohio” t-shirts. Cabral gladly sold them, but inquired why this woman wanted them. The buyer confessed that she was friends with the cat-napping duo and was having a dinner party where all the guests would be wearing them to surprise them when they arrived. No word on how that all went.

“Say what you want, but it was a real grassroots movement,” says Cabral. “We organized, were persistent. We were heard, not just about Ohio, but about the culture of the town. It was also hilarious.”

If you have materials you would like to donate to the archives at the Provincetown Public Library, contact the lead librarian Nan Cinnater at 508.487.7094 or [email protected] Please do not drop off materials without prior approval.


Waters Edge Cinema

Right smack dab in the center of Provincetown is our own Waters Edge Cinema. This year-round playhouse is a hub of activity, a big-city presence for our small town. We are very lucky to have this nonprofit, independent, art-house cinema, featuring state-of-the-art screening and sound equipment and two separate theaters.
Want to catch that documentary you read about in the city papers? Or attend the Women’s Media Summit? Or participate in the curated Provincetown Art Association Film Series? Or just see the latest summer blockbuster? With reasonable concession prices and a beautiful newly renovated lobby, this movie house is the place to be. Its art-house presence complements and enhances our own sweet art-colony town.

Waters Edge Cinema
237 Commercial St.,
2nd floor



The Poetic Impulse

by Rebecca M. Alvin

For seven years, WOMR/WFMR Outermost Community Radio has sponsored an annual poetry contest. The Joe Gouveia Outermost Poetry Contest is named in honor of the former Cape Cod Poet Laureate, “in honor of his commitment to the poetry community while supporting a great community asset.” In years past, we’ve peppered our spring issues with the winning poems, in both the regional and national categories, but this year, in honor of National Poetry Month, we’d like to share five poems all in one space to celebrate this art form. This collection demonstrates how diverse the inspirations that lead to poetic expression can be.
Marge Piercy selected the finalists for the regional and national categories. The regional winner, Lucile Bart of South Wellfleet, was awarded $300 for her poem “Reservoir,” and the national winner, Karin Spitfire of Belfast, Maine, was awarded $1000 for her poem “Liquidation.” Here we share Spitfire’s poem, as well as “Among the martyrs,” the second-place national winner, written by Kathleen O’Toole of Takoma Park, Maryland, “Day Five: Driving through the reservation,” the third-place national winner, written by Joyce Thomas of Castleton, Vermont, as well as “Burning Truths,” the second-place regional winner by Mary Collins of East Sandwich, and “My Mother Came Back as A Cat,” the third-place regional winner by Wilderness Sarchild of Brewster.

My Mother Came Back As A Cat
by Wilderness Sarchild

She loves to sleep on the couch
flicking her ears
tongue bathing.

She knows who I am now.
Just like before, her eyes light up
when I enter the room.
Unlike before, her eyes continue
to monitor my presence.

She no longer dances
wears diapers
or throws tantrums
at the nurses.

She lies peaceful
on my lap
happy to be back
happy to not be a burden.









Day Five: Driving through the reservation
by Joyce Thomas

I think of the dogs also
cut down like children
at the entrance to houses and kivas
because they objected
to the slaughter of innocents,
to the bullets like arrows and Anglos
caught up in the free-for-all
massacre of sheep, cattle,
horses, goats–livestock
Uncle Sam declared too much in 1934;
and I picture the carcasses
left to rot among the scrub brush
and prickly pears, the collapsed dumb
animals in heaps
like the mounds of bison,
over 30 million slain in twenty years;
like the Sioux fallen
at Little Big Horn, the painted Lakota,
Cheyenne, Arapaho warriors
whose bodies also
were forbidden the natives to touch
or bury their bones;
and I hear the blue sky crack
with the cries of Navaho
children, women, men as they looked on
the flat table
of the plains and gouged arroyos, sandstone
cliffs like ladders leading toward
the mute ancestral gods–
and I imagine I see, briefly, through their eyes
only dark birds move:
ravens at the feast.


Among the martyrs
by Kathleen O’Toole

Jimmy Lee Jackson was 26, on February 18th
1965, when a state trooper slammed him
against the cigarette machine in a dark café
where he and other voting rights marchers
sought refuge. Where exactly was I, that night,
three days past my thirteenth birthday,
when the streetlights went out in Marion, Alabama?
Perhaps I was engrossed in history homework,
or dreaming of stealing a kiss with Peter, backstage
after the school play, when Trooper Fowler fired
the fatal shots making Jimmie Lee a martyr
on the road to Selma?

Jimmie Lee Jackson was not
among the martyrs, or history, we were studying
in our classrooms full of white girls, daughters
of working class Catholics, well protected
in our corner of Wilmington, while black citizens
and clergy from city churches set out to join
the Selma campaign. Ms. Lillian, one of these ‘saints,’
would teach me a chapter of Delaware history
I’d missed: how the National Guard patrolled
her streets in ‘68, so we could get to school.
our fathers to work, and our suburbs rest in peace.

Half a century later, an obituary: one James Bonard
Fowler —Jimmie Lee’s executioner, stirs up
these histories. I see the ex-trooper finally served
a measly six-month sentence in 2010, after
he dogged a reporter to claim he killed
the unarmed marcher in self-defense. In his story
I trace the contrails of white rage—careering
from workplace assault to Vietnam valor to heroin
trafficking, for which he served more time
than for killing Jimmie Lee. You’d think by now—
after Charleston and Ferguson, after the litanies
of named victims: Trayvon and Michael, Freddie
and Tamir—we would have cornered this hate
like you’d salk a mountain lion menacing the city.
When will we hear who is my neighbor?
for real, unmask the parallel lives we’ve led
and re-write these histories, starting
with why—and why not?


by Karin Spitfire

For 36 years I’ve slept on some shore of Penobscot bay
paddle the east and west branches of the Penobscot river
transverse Penobscot county to get to medway, lincoln, the golden road
visit Penobscot marine museum, Penobscot theater company, read Penobscot pilot, smell
the Penobscot potato factory, wake up to the weather on bay

Penobscot river watershed covers 8,750 square miles
from bucksport to the canadian/maine border
extends with some easy portages to the Allagash into the st. john
all the way to new brunswick or over to the Kennebec down to popham
and the bay, from the bay you can get anywhere, Schoodic, Monhegan

I know a few of the carrying places, can read the waters some
know where I might find wild berries, sight eagles, great blue heron,
from castine to isle au haut, brooklin to camden hills, belfast to mt. desert
know where I might go swimming Megunticook, Pemaquid, Naskaeg
names I have learned to say the settlers way, but none we appropriate like Penobscot.

a mispronunciation of the people’s name for
themselves, the river, the land, Penawapskewi,
meaning the river the land the people

here for some 13,0000 years, 90% annihilated by incoming immigrant germs, the
remaining estimate of 10,000 in 1700,
fought with the colonist in their revolution, now number under 2,000,
cut down by genocidal scalp bounties, war, alcohol, child abduction

The Penobscot treatied into a 22 square acres of their homeland,
a swath of the river and its islands from medway to old town

now the state that dubs itself maine
claims this stretch, the river, does not include the water.

Penawapskewi, land, Penawapskewi, river, Penawapskewi people


Burning Truths
by Mary Collins

Behind the featureless facades
Of barely-lit streets
Russia’s poets gathered in secret
To read aloud—cautiously, quietly aloud,
What they had made,
Sharing the fruit of this easier kind of labor
That only in its undiscovery
Spared them the harder, frigid kind,
Of breaking rock and mining salt,
Hungering for absolutely everything.

Drapes were drawn against the deepening dark,
Coats defrosted on the stand in the hall,
A samovar murmured, sighed, spat,
And steam spent itself above cups
Of coppery, formidable tea.
They offered up sonnets and ballads and pastorals,
Songs to springs that must go unserenaded,
Elegies to freedom and other nascent things
The hand must stay
And leave unborn.

They leaned in,
Attending to one another in the benign light
Of glazed lanterns and pulsing coals,
Eyes shining,
Joy doused by the knowledge
That they will hear these words once only,
Speak their own work only once,
Never to hear it again;
Each in his turn aware
That the only ears to hear
The shape of the truth he lives by
Are these,
Turned now toward him
The only response to his call this one,

At the end of the evening,
Their feast of words over,
The sharing done,
They take out and place before them
A shallow silver bowl,
A thing akin to a ciborium for consecrated bread,
And each in his turn
Lays into the bowl his pages,
And with a taper lit from the dying fire
Ignites them,
Lets them burn,
Watches his words till they are gone,
Lost forever to those of us
Who might have held them,
Warmed our hands in them,
Recited them to one another before a different dying fire,
Repeated them while we still can,
Shared them with a world hungry for absolutely everything.

The dark, damp coats were hard to tell apart
When they slipped them from their hooks
And stepped out into a night empty but for
A sickle moon, the clipping of an oligarch’s nail.

In silence they walked separately
Into the shadows,
As though mining salt
Could be no harder
Than burning words.


Provincetown’s Poet

Photo: Rebecca M. Alvin

Reflecting on Mary Oliver

by Rebecca M. Alvin

The echoes of Mary Oliver’s footsteps still resonate in this town, five years after she left for Florida, and three months after she passed away. While many come to Provincetown for decadent Fourth of July parties, the Carnival parade, or the chance to be out and free and experience the joy of a small town without the small-mindedness, Cape Cod is a place that is very much about the natural world. Oliver understood that this external landscape is as intrinsic to our identities as is our internal psychology. Many an inspiration has been sparked in visitors who came here for fun and sun but along the way spotted a seal swimming next to them in the ocean, heard the celebratory midnight yelping of wild coyotes, or felt the ocean air blow against their skin on a quiet morning.

Though she was a writer before she came here more than 50 years ago, and she was still writing when she moved to Florida in 2014, Oliver’s poetry is as connected to Provincetown as the sand is to the sea. From the farthest eastern end of Commercial Street to Blackwater Pond in Beech Forest and out to Race Point, the imagery in Oliver’s poetry is the imagery in our backyards. While her work was admired around the world, there is a certain specificity, a familiarity in those images she captured that feels uniquely personal here. For poet and author Kelle Groom, who grew up on Cape Cod, Oliver’s writing has been a lifeline, helping her reconnect with the Cape even after she’d been away for some time. Her family moved around a lot, but her grandmother’s place in Yarmouth was one she returned to regularly. Groom discovered Mary Oliver while she was living in Florida and a relative sent her a book of her poetry. What struck her about it was that it “felt like home.” Throughout her life, whenever she would return to the Cape after being away, she says she had a hard time connecting with people, but “the thing that never changed for me about the Cape was the landscape,” which Oliver captured so well in her work.

Likewise, Kate Wallace Rogers, a poet and yoga teacher who incorporates Oliver’s poetry into the meditation portion of her classes, also grew up spending summers on the Cape. Rogers was lucky enough to hear Oliver read in Wellfleet some years back, and the experience left a lasting mark on her.
“It was so incredible, and it changed my life,” she recalls. “I remember very vividly, it really was a turning point in my life. There’s something about how she spoke to me that hit on a really visceral level, as though she was talking only to me, and I know others feel that, too.”

The connection for writers is particularly deep because Oliver’s practice of paying quiet attention to the world around her is perhaps the most essential task of the writer. Her writing has been classified as nature writing, but to do so is to miss important threads within the work.

Playwright Myra Slotnick, for whom Oliver was a potent influence when she decided to pursue her writing full-time, says these poems that seem on the surface to be about nature also strike at the very core of the human condition. “In her writing there was some of the most profound revelations about human nature and how we either deprive ourselves or nurture ourselves, and how we survive in this world. I mean those are huge questions,” she says.

But there is a symbiosis. We feel connected to her here, but she felt as deeply connected to this town. According to Oliver’s biographer Lindsay Whalen, who has been working on her authorized biography since 2016, “the relationship to the town was really important to her. It was a really wonderful place to be a working artist… because of the regular people in town and the way in which art kind of flows through everyone’s life there, especially in the early years, and that made it a very natural home for her.”

While through her writing she contemplated the big questions, she was often seen doing regular, everyday things in Provincetown. “When I saw her she was doing townie things. She was, you know, walking her dog and picking up oysters and clams that she would find,” says Slotnick. She recalls one particular day when Oliver, sleeves and pant legs rolled up, was walking on the beach. “She had a fish the size of her arm, and she was just walking it home, saying one of the fishermen decided he didn’t need this one, and that it was going to be her dinner.”

There was a spiritual sense to her, even as she went about these very ordinary tasks. As Whalen explains, Oliver had a very “individual notion of spirituality,” and even though in the heat of summer, with scantily clad revelers downtown, Provincetown can seem far from spiritual, it really isn’t. Whalen explains, “Even if Provincetown is not thought of as an overtly religious or spiritual place, I think that people tend to be called there for some reason. I mean, unless you’re born there, there’s a reason why you’re going to the edge of the United States.”

Oliver’s reverence for the natural world was matched by her reverence for the creative process.

“She was a great example [for writers],” says Rogers. “She was incredilby humble and focused on what her passion was; everything else was a little disturbance in her poetic life.”
Grooms concurs: “What she taught me from the start is this: to pay attention, that you just stop and pay attention.”


Announcements – April 25, 2019

Anthony Lawson Photo Credit: Rob Nitsch

Provincetown Film Society Announces A New Mentorship Program For LGBTQ Youth

The Provincetown Film Society (PFS) is pleased to announce a new exciting program designed to nurture young LGBTQ talent in the entertainment industry. Founded by the Conte Family of Andover, MA, The Anthony Lawson LGBTQ Youth Mentorship Program was established as a way to honor PFS board president Anthony Lawson’s work as a youth educator and to support his passion for promoting gender, racial and sexual diversity in U.S. entertainment media, the primary areas of advocacy at the Provincetown Film Society. Each year, one scholarship will be awarded to a Massachusetts-based LGBTQ college student with an academic focus in film production or programming.

The young filmmaker will be awarded travel from Boston, accommodations, and a meal stipend to participate in the Provincetown Film Society’s signature programs (the film festival, film financing program, and the women’s media summit) and will be partnered with mentors who will provide one-on-one guidance in their careers. Mentors will come from a pool of esteemed filmmakers and industry professionals who serve on the festival advisory board or have connections to the festival including Ash Christian, producer of 1985, Hurricane Bianca, Miles, Fat Girls, and Social Animals; Rob Epstein, the Academy Award-winning director of films such as The Times of Harvey Milk, and Howl; Dan Minahan, Emmy Award-winning director of Game of Thrones and House of Cards; Javier Morgado, executive producer of CNN’s morning show, New Day; Will Scheffer, Emmy-nominated creator and executive producer of HBO series Big Love and Getting On; and Michelle Boyaner, director of HBO’s Packed in a Trunk: The Lost Art of Edith Lake Wilkinson, to name a few.

Provincetown Community Compact Announces 2019 Dune Shack Artists in Residents

Provincetown Community Compact is pleased to announce the winners of the three juried artists residencies awarded for the summer of 2019 in the Cape Cod National Seashore. The three-week residencies include, for the first time, the David Bethuel Jamieson (1963-1992) Artist of Color Residency and Fellowship of $500. Ponnapa Prakkamakul has been awarded the the David Bethuel Jamieson Artist of Color Residency and Fellowship. James Montford has been selected for the second fellowship, and Eric Telfort rounds out the artist residencies.

Prakkamakul is a resident of Cambridge, Mass., and an associate at the urban planning firm, Sasaki. She was born and raised in Bangkok, Thailand, and she is an award-winning landscape architect, who has worked and exhibited in the U.S. and Asia. Prakkamakul has degrees from Chulalongkorn University, Bangkok, Thailand, and Rhode Island School of Design.

Montford, from Providence, R.I., plans to connect with the Cape Cod Astronomical Society and the Werner Schmidt Observatory to collaborate and explore/examine the night sky during his residency. Montford holds degrees in Fine Art and Art Education from the Hoffberger School of Painting, Columbia University, and Brandeis University. He is represented by multiple galleries, including AMP Gallery in Provincetown.

Telfort was born to Haitian immigrants in Little Haiti, Miami, Fla. He earned his BFA in illustration from RISD and his MFA in drawing, painting and sculpture from the New York Academy of Art. Telfort has lectured throughout the northeastern US and internationally. In 2010 he was the VIA Artist in Residence, in Zimbabwe. His work explores the concept of creativity in poverty.
The Compact founded the David Bethuel Jamieson Residency and Fellowship to provide an artist of color with the opportunity to experience the splendor of the Cape Cod National Seashore and the pristine dunes of the historic ancestral lands of the Mashpee Wampanoag Tribe. The Compact also offers weekly residencies in the Fowler and C-Scape Dune Shacks for the general public from April through November.

The Provincetown Community Compact, Inc. (The Compact) was established in 1993 by Jay Critchley as a community-building and philanthropic organization to support the vitality of a changing community. The mission of The Compact is to nurture the health and cultural well being of Provincetown and the Lower Cape towns of Truro and Wellfleet – its people, the natural environment and the economy. It’s other initiatives include the annual Provincetown Swim for Life & Paddler Flotilla, set for September 7, the Prayer Ribbons project and the Think-ubator program, cultivating grass-roots community projects.

Fine Arts Work Center Announces Key Appointment of Co-Executive Directors Richard Macmillan and Bette Warner to Lead Celebrated Residency Program for Emerging Artists and Writers

Last month, The Fine Arts Work Center in Provincetown (FAWC) announced the appointment of new Co-Executive Directors. This inaugural shared leadership model has been established to enhance the Work Center’s extensive stewardship of emerging talent in the arts and literature, and addresses the growing needs of its core organizational mission – to establish a center in Provincetown where artists and writers receive extended support in the early phases of their careers through a seven-month residency – as well as its ongoing community workshop programs. After a rigorous national search, the Board of Trustees unanimously approved the appointment of Richard MacMillan as Co-Executive Director, serving as the organization’s Chief Development Officer and liaison for both Board Stewardship and external relations. The Board also approved the appointment of Bette Warner as Co-Executive Director who will continue in her capacity as Chief Operating Officer, overseeing the Work Center’s financial and administrative management, as well as program development.

Last Few Days for Open Call to Outer Cape Artists

There is an open call out to Outer Cape artists for an exhibit, Bicycle Culture on the Outer Cape, at Provincetown Commons for the month of May 2019, curated by Rik Ahlberg and Pete Hocking. This exhibit celebrates the enduring spirit of the Provincetown Art Colony and the diversity of artistic practice on the Outer Cape. Work should have an explicit connection to the theme of bicycles on the Outer Cape. The exhibition is open to contemporary practitioners who make art on the Outer Cape. This is not a juried show. The Commons will exhibit one piece by any local artist who would like to participate. The show will be May 1 – 31 at Provincetown Commons, 46 Bradford St., with an opening reception on Saturday, May 4, 4 – 6 p.m.

Specifications: Two-dimensional work should not exceed 36” square. Three-dimensional work should fit within a 14 x 14 x 14” area or be ready to hang on the wall. If you’d like to show larger work, please contact to insure space is available. All work must be ready to hang or install. Include the following information: artist name; contact e-mail and phone; title; date; medium; price (retail); gallery affiliation (if any).

All sales of artwork must be conducted privately by the artist or through a representing gallery. Provincetown Commons will not serve as a broker for sales and will not ask for any commission. Note: Artists will be responsible for any insurance, for making arrangements with their own galleries for showing in the exhibition, and for any commissions that may be due to their own galleries. Any costs for return shipping back to the artist after the show will be the responsibility of the artist.

Drop off work on Friday, April 26, between 4 and 7 p.m. Pick up work on Friday, May 31 between 9 a.m. and 5 p.m. If you need to ship work of make other arrangements, or for any additional questions, please contact Pete Hocking at 
[email protected]


April 25, 2019


On Our Radar – April 25, 2019

Kathleen Turner To Be Honored At Tennessee Williams Festival Gala

The Provincetown Tennessee Williams Theater Festival is pleased to announce that Kathleen Turner, a living legend of the stage and screen, will be the guest of honor at this year’s Performance Gala, the festival’s annual fundraising dinner. The gala will be held at Town Hall (260 Commercial Street) in Provincetown on Saturday, June 1, where she will discuss her life and career as an actor and director in film and on stage. Details of the festival’s 2019 program will be also be announced.

Turner has crafted unforgettable performances in movies like Body Heat, Romancing the Stone, and Serial Mom, as well as in television and on stages around the world. She received a Tony Award nomination in 1990 for her performance as Maggie in the Broadway revival of Tennessee Williams’ Cat on a Hot Tin Roof. She received a second Tony nomination and an Evening Standard Award for her 2005 performance as Martha in the Broadway revival of Edward Albee’s Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf? She is the co-author of Send Yourself Roses: Thoughts on My Life, Love, and Leading Roles with Gloria Feldt and Kathleen Turner on Acting: Conversations About Film, Television, and Theater with Dustin Morrow. Turner has won a Golden Globe for Best Actress twice and has been nominated for a Golden Globe three other times.

“The Gala audience is in for a treat: the bone-shaking sound of Turner’s voice for sure, but even more listening to what her great voice advocates,” says festival curator David Kaplan.
In Turner’s new book, Kaplan says, “She writes about the preparations to create her smart, steamy performance of Maggie in Cat on a Hot Tin Roof on Broadway. She found humor and love necessary to play the role, and discovered the fun of performing Maggie despite the challenges of the text. She has sharp insights, too, about the role of Martha in Albee’s Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf?, which she played for hundreds of performances in London, New York, and on tour.”

General admission tickets to the Performance Gala, as well as premium seats and table sponsorships, are now on sale at twptown.org and by phone at 866-789-TENN.

Orbitz Declares Provincetown Top Place to Celebrate Pride in 2019 According to Survey

Orbitz, a travel booking site and the first online travel company to launch a microsite dedicated to LGBT travel recently completed an online survey to determine where LGBT travelers were booking this year for Gay Pride, which also commemorates the 50th anniversary of Stonewall, and Provincetown topped the list.

Data was collected from Orbitz pricing and demand information based on historical averages for flights and hotels booked during Pride event dates during 2017 and 2018, as well as travel intent based in search information collected during Pride event dates from 2018 to 2019. Orbitz also conducted a survey among 300 U.S. adults ages 18 to 44 fielded between March 11 and March 15, 2019. The survey asked questions like how far the respondent would plan to travel for a Pride event (42 percent said more than 50 miles), if a Pride-friendly destination impacts their decision on where to travel (74 percent), and top bucket list places to celebrate Pride. There are about 150 cities and towns across the country with Pride celebrations.

1. Provincetown, Massachusetts, May 31 – June 3
2. St. Petersburg, Florida, June 21-23
3. Atlanta, October 11-13
4. Long Beach, California, May 18-19
5. New York City, June 1-30
6. Minneapolis, June 22-23
7. Columbus, Ohio, June 14-16
8. Miami, April 1-7
9. Houston, June 22
10. San Francisco, June 29-30

Provincetown Business Guild and VACAYA to Bring Gilbert Baker’s 25th Anniversary Rainbow Flag to Carnival

The Provincetown Business Guild is partnering with VACAYA on its inaugural LGBT+ cruise. VACAYA will anchor in Provincetown Harbor on Thursday, August 15 for the kick off of Carnival Week.

To celebrate this first-of-its-kind partnership, Provincetown’s carnival flag and sections of the original Gilbert Baker Rainbow25™Sea to Sea Flag will make their way cross country via land, air, and finally sea from West Hollywood to the steps of the Lincoln Memorial in Washington, D.C., to Independence Hall in Philadelphia and to the Stonewall Inn in New York City before they board the Celebrity Summit for the final leg of their journey to Provincetown on VACAYA’s inaugural all-LGBT+cruise. In 2003, the world’s longest 8-color rainbow flag (1.25 miles) was unfurled in Key West to celebrate the 25th anniversary of the rainbow flag’s debut. Following the event, the massive flag was broken down into sections, which found their way to various cities and organizations around the world. Now, the Provincetown Business Guild and VACAYA are bringing those flag sections back together in a community-wide event. On the morning of August 15, VACAYA’s guests will disembark the Celebrity Summit and deliver to Provincetown its carnival flag and the Sea to Sea Rainbow Flag sections. Local officials and celebrities will welcome VACAYA and simultaneously raise the carnival flag high above the town at the Pilgrim Monument, while the sections of rainbow flag will be reassembled on the beach in a celebratory kick off of Carnival Week.

“The rainbow flag represents so much to the LGBTQ community and it’s become a universally recognized symbol of peace around the world. This cross-country trek is all about love,” said Bob Sanborn, Executive Director of the Provincetown Business Guild. VACAYA CEO Randle Roper adds, “When we started planning our very first cruise, we looked at destinations around the globe. Ultimately, selecting Ptown was an easy choice for us because it’s the #1 LGBTQ community in America. We’re making history by being the first all-LGBT+ cruise to ever sail to Carnival and we’re the largest ship ever to overnight in Ptown. Being here while bringing the Rainbow25™Sea to Sea Flag back together in such a dramatic way will be a moment to remember for all time.”

Todrick Hall To Make Provincetown Debut Carnival Week

In his Provincetown debut, Todrick Hall will be kicking off this year’s Carnival Week at Town Hall on August 17 at 8:00 p.m., presented by Rick Murray and Jonathan Hawkins. A multi-talented singer, rapper, actor, director, choreographer and YouTube personality, Hall rose to prominence on American Idol. His popular YouTube channel has over 3 million subscribers and 588 million channel views, consisting notably of original songs, choreographed flash mobs for Beyonce, musical collaborations, and appearing regularly on RuPaul’s Drag Race as a guest judge.

Hall distinguished himself as a Broadway star in runs of Kinky Boots and Chicago. Following two successful tours of Straight Outta Oz, Hall visited 60 cities worldwide in his The Forbidden Tour, traveling the US, Europe, Asia, New Zealand, and Australia. From his smash dance hit “Dem Beats” featuring RuPaul to Taylor Swifts “Look What You Made Me Do,” join Todrick for his Provincetown debut in this Carnival exclusive performance!

Exclusive ticket packages are available: VIP ticket holders receive a private meet and greet and two beverage tickets, including alcohol, beer, and wine. First Class ticket holders receive two beverage tickets. VIP ticket holders gain access to upper balcony as well. Tickets to all Crown & Anchor shows and events are available online at onlyatthecrown.com, by phone at 508-487-1430, or at the Crown & Anchor box office, 247 Commercial St.


The Queen of the Dunes Still Reigns

Hazel Hawthorne Werner by Walker Evans Walker Evans Archive, The Metropolitan Museum of Art metmuseum.org

by Steve Desroches

In that moment of creation an artist
 never knows how long the work will live. Legacy may not be the point, but nevertheless, each expression represents a point of view, a unique voice that can echo far beyond the life of its creator. The regeneration of imaginative cells is perhaps what some call the inspiration art can produce. Its what makes a painting, a book, or a photograph become part of our collective consciousness throughout generations. Some have a global reach, while others barely dip outside of a tiny village. But no matter. Each artistic work has atomic potential to continue to fly through our culture, creating new universes in its wake.

Hazel Hawthorne Werner by Walker Evans Walker Evans Archive, The Metropolitan Museum of Art metmuseum.org

Such an ember drifted all the way from Provincetown to Helsinki via Berlin. Inka Leisma took a year off from her job as a communications specialist for the Finnish Tax Administration to live in the German capital. As Berlin is bursting with creativity, she reveled in the city’s cultural offerings. And it was in 2014 at the exhibition hall Martin-Gropius-Bau, Leisma went to see a major show of work by Walker Evans, the famed American photographer and photojournalist. Prior to traveling to the United States documenting the Great Depression for the Farm Security Administration, Evans frequently visited Provincetown, capturing both the town and its bohemian culture. In this extensive presentation of his life’s work there was one photograph that didn’t just catch Leisma’s attention, but rather grabbed a hold of her and refused to let go. It was a portrait of Hazel Hawthorne taken in 1933, most likely in Provincetown. She had never heard of Hawthorne, and the corresponding label didn’t give any information. She was mesmerized. As she rode her bicycle home she repeated to herself, “Hazel Hawthorne. Hazel Hawthorne. Hazel Hawthorne,” so she wouldn’t forget the name. So began a thrilling obsession that brought Leisma to the dunes of Provincetown.

“I still don’t know what happened there,” says Leisma of that day in Berlin. “It defies explanation. Everything turned blurry. It’s very hard to explain. I just really felt like she was reaching out to me. It’s quite emotional.”

Inka Leisma

A quick Google search later and Leisma had found out the basics, much of which many longtime Provincetown residents remember. Born in 1901, Hawthorne (who later also went by Hazel Hawthorne Werner) first came to Provincetown in 1918 and divided her time between New York and the Cape tip, until she died here in 2000 at the age of 99. Over the course of her fabulous life, Hawthorne accomplished so much more than just sitting for Walker Evans. She was bohemian royalty. A feminist and environmentalist before such terms existed, she eschewed restrictive social conventions and expectations of the day. A cousin of Charles Hawthorne, the artist who founded the Cape Cod School of Art in Provincetown in 1899, Hazel herself was a major player in the art colony as both a writer and doyenne of the salon and artistic social circles in town. She eventually came to own Thalassa and Euphoria, two of the famed dune shacks where she wrote and entertained such writers as ee cummings and Jack Kerouac (some critics claim Hawthorne was an early influence on the Beat writers). Everyone knew her.

As Leisma dug into researching more and more, she learned it wasn’t just Hawthorne’s joie de vivre that made her so popular, but also her work, which attracted the high praise of her fellow writers like Edmund Wilson, John Dos Passos, and John Cheever. However, as is so often the case with women, she ended up a mere footnote in the biographies of her famous male counterparts. Her two novels, 1934’s Salt House, a fictionalized account of life on the Cape tip, and Three Women, published four years later, are long out of print and very hard to find. She not only wrote for Provincetown newspapers and magazines, but also The New Yorker as well as highly esteemed literary and poetry journals that published her many poems, essays, and short stories. The more Leisma learned, the more it troubled her that Hawthorne was being lost to history as memory of her and her work began to fade, even in the town where she once held court as the Queen of the Dunes. She became committed to ensuring Hawthorne’s like and work would not vanish. And her journey of discovery has been a remarkable one.

“You never know what’s around the corner,” says Leisma. “But you have to go because it’s so very good.”

After connecting with several relatives of Hawthorne’s via Instagram, Leisma first traveled to Provincetown in 2017 as well as to other locations in the United States, delving into archives large and small, including the famed Beinecke Library at Yale University, the New York Public Library, and Provincetown’s own public library. She returned in 2018 after securing a spot with the Peaked Hill Trust Residency Program for the Arts and Sciences to spend a week in the same dunes where Hawthorne once lived and wrote. Her project’s initial results are on her website: findinghazelhawthorne.com, but she’s also finished the first draft of a narrative nonfiction book about her global trek to present Hazel Hawthorne to the world. Funded in part by a grant from the Association of Finnish Non-Fiction Writers, her manuscript tops off at about 530 pages. Written in English, her goal is to have it published first in the United States.

Leisma rattles off details about Provincetown like a longtime visitor, proof she is a quick study and keen observer. Prior to seeing the portrait of Hawthorne, she had never even heard of Provincetown. Now, she is smitten, as when she sees the ocean in Finland she envisions the waves lapping on the beaches of Provincetown on the other side of the Atlantic. The town, and its people, were so wonderful to her, friendly and helpful with her work, inviting her into their homes to answer any questions she had and to wish her well. But it was those times in the dune shack that for her are the biggest gift of this project, fueled by the image of Hawthorne that spoke to her five years ago.
“It was as really magical as it sounds,” says Leisma. “Getting up when the sun rises and going to bed when it sets. Reading original documents, reading her work in the same place she lived. It was just magical.”

To learn more about Inka Leisma’s project visit findinghazelhawthorne.com.

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