Local events and more

Rollande Rousselle exhibited her paintings at the Greeley Park Art show in Nashua.

Families in Transition is having a fundraiser and fun day at Veterans Park on September 4th. They are looking for some volunteers for their "I am One" New Hampshire Day to end child homelessness.  The festivities will be from 5:00 p.m. to 9:30 p.m.  There will be a variety of performances including some music competition between bands.  One in every four homeless are children in New Hampshire.  For more information:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wxP5HoWuHKw&list=UUY_-MfbEAG338D6XmCl2eEw
and http://www.iamonenh.org/

Bea Bearden painting in her studio. She started the portrait as a plein air painting in Gloucester.

New video by John Mitchell showing the mural on the boathouse. The mural was created by Anthony Williams and painted by many of our artists.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UuWdngRLtuk&list=UU-U49knLZj78p9BpUhkPB5w

John also contributed a poem for this week:

A Good Night’s Sleep

I would like to know you sleep
Away in a slumber still and deep.
Of sun warmed gases, make the bed.
On a pillow of vapors, rest your head.
A night without storm or rain--
A night narcotic released of pain.
A night so quiet, so full of rest
You’d count this sleep as the best.
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Good news (finally!) from the IRS.  Our organization has been approved with 501(c)3 status.

That means we are recognized as a charitable organization for tax purposes.

We received the state (NH) approval shortly after our initial filing, but the IRS took over 1 year to get around to approving us.

Photos on today’s blog post by Linda H. Feinberg

If you would like to add your event or class to our listings on the Local Exhibits/Classes tab above, please contact our blogger. These need to be related to the arts. You do not need to be a member of Friends of Art Manchester to have a listing, but all members and donations are appreciated.

Summer Thoughts

Your House

I like the time
spent at your house.
The most fun was
when we walked
in your garden.

We adjusted the
sprinklers, and
got wet doing it.

And the grass
thanked us by

coming up
even greener-
next morning.

The meals were good too.
The roast was
the best.
And the broiled potatoes?
The finest
I've ever had.

When will you
invite me back?

I want to see

your grass and
flowers again-
eat from your big table
the sweet meats
and fruits so fine-
picked right off
your pear tree.

Poem and photos by John Mitchell
Photos from The Smoke Stack Complex, taken with 35mm Cannon AE-1 camera with 70 mm lens in June 2007. Thank you, John.

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Just a note: Priming has started on the wall at 720 Union Street. Murals to start soon.

Spring

Spring is coming and so are our projects. The primer and top coat have been purchased for the wall at 720 Union Street.  Our chief muralist AnthonyWilliams would like some help.  Please contact him if you are able to help. 

Anthony, Stephanie B. and Deb. F are on the committee to decide a theme for the wall.  If you have any ideas, please contact one of them.

Crocus photo by Linda H. Feinberg



Just a reminder that when you join Friends of Art Manchester you are entitled to a blog posting which is a few photos and a few paragraphs about yourself and your art/photography/writing.  The posts generally stay up one week or two.

No one sent in anything this week, so I’ve picked two of my old untitled spring poems from my poetry book, “red poppies and green clover”.

Dressed in lavender and pink

     spring arrives

like the long‑awaited bridesmaids

     slowly marching down the aisle

stately in demeanor

     anxiously awaiting

          the show to begin.

©Linda H. Feinberg

Seeds sliding into grooves

The feel of warm, soft earth

Sunlight bringing color and freckles

Children in shorts

     bare legs dusted with dirt

Baseball gloves, lacrosse sticks

Dogs running wild

     rolling over and over

     trampling violets

          digging for chipmunks

Crickets chirping at dusk

          Spring

©Linda H. Feinberg

Poetry is art too

Pearls   By John Mitchell

And what I sought,
you were,
a few times;
as green islands
are glimpsed
from a schooner.
Like seafaring friends
we greeted those moments--
grabbed at them--
hugging--
joy in our eyes.
Trices of worth!
made of white sand;
lapped with
warm sea waves.
But, we were
Polynesians
finding rare pearls,
many empty dives
came between.

John Mitchell jacatols1@hotmail.com

John is one of the founding members of Friends of Art Manchester and is an excellent photographer. You can see some of his work on this site.

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November again

the trail is blanketed with leaves

as I follow the dog around the pond

dull yellows and browns

no longer the brilliant reds

like the burning bush by our house

the acorns have finally finished dropping

on the wooden deck

startling me with their loud noise

the mums are withering

the garden bare

a few herbs hanging on

to grow again in spring

the first snow was early this year

and melted quickly

the nights are frosty

and we cuddle under a warm quilt

in the evening I take out

yarn and knitting needles

another pair of mittens

for a daughter far away

reminding me of mother

and her granny squares

my weekly phone calls

now with my children

as hers used to be with me

seasons change

each with its own beauty

the earth rests, then renews

November again

©Linda H. Feinberg   

I wrote this one many years ago. We no longer have a dog, but I still walk around the pond and still love the changing of the seasons. I have more poems on my personal blog. Select the category “poems” to filter it. I am one of the founding members of this group and its treasurer. I have been writing poems for over 30 years, but my books are currently out of print. lhfeinberg@yahoo.com