Working hands. Wild places.

This started in Naples, when Naples was still a beach town. Not the manicured Naples on the postcards now. The kind where you could push a skiff into the Ten Thousand Islands at first light and not see another boat all day. Spearfishing the reefs. Gator hunts. Pythons. Sails up by 7 a.m. Summers spent in the salt and the mangrove and whatever else the state would still let you have.

The Maine half showed up in high school. A small lake house in Lee, on Silver Lake — far enough inland that the air smells like pine instead of saltwater, where the off-road trails connect for miles between towns and the work runs on lobster, logs, and farms. Day trips to Acadia for the coast. Attempts on Katahdin when the weather held. Five years ago the whole family moved up. They now run Workings Hands Bakery out of one of the original buildings on the main strip in Lee — named for the people who built this town with their hands.

Mangroves to Pines is for both of those places. The Old Florida that's getting paved over. The Working Maine that's still real. The people who actually live in these landscapes — not the postcards passing through. Every design is drawn in the same restrained ink-on-cream style. Built to last. Made for the people who do.

We also do custom boat illustrations on commission. Send us a photo of your boat — sailboat, sportfish, lobster boat, day-sailer — and we'll render it in the same heritage style. Choose your hull color, your sail color, your boat's name. One of a kind.

Questions, custom commissions, wholesale inquiries: info@mangrovestopines.com