Following the Alliance of Artists Communities’ newsletter series “Residency Experiences,” we’ve asked artists to contribute stories while in-residence, chronicling the creative process, the personal challenges, and the artistic discoveries during their residencies.
MacDowell Time
Posted april 14, 2008 by Anonymous
To the outsider’s eye, the day at MacDowell appears to be quite regimented: the breakfast bell, the dinner bell, the surreptitious yet punctual arrival of one’s lunch basket. Yet if life at MacDowell is ostensibly shaped around meals (the comradely quiet of breakfast, the solitary lunch, the often animated dinner), the days themselves, the hours around and between those meals, have a weird exhilarating elasticity. And time can, and does, stop at MacDowell: One morning in April of 1986, a small group of us sat at the breakfast table eating oranges and toast while huge clumps of spring snow fell outside, and we all swore it was 8:40 for about 20 minutes.
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