When you hear the expression “starving artist,” perhaps your mind turns to Greenwich Village or someone wearing a beret on the left bank of the River Seine, not to someone trudging the dirt roads of the Pine Barrens or sitting in the dunes of the Jersey Shore wearing a pith helmet. When you think of Transcendentalists, your mind probably turns to a cabin on Walden Pond, not to the seclusion of Burlington County’s Rancocas Creek.

Last year that county continued its efforts to tell the story of one such man.