In our VIEWFINDER, feast on a tasty curation of humorous images inspired by the sage words of René Magritte: "Everything that is visible hides something that is invisible" (Photo ©Arno Rafael Minkkinen, courtesy Robert Klein Gallery, Boston)
There is no pain you are receding A distant ship smoke on the horizon You are only coming through in waves Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying When I was a child I had a fever My hands felt just like two balloons Now I've got that feeling once again I can't explain you would not understand This...
In our VIEWFINDER: "Secrets of the Night," an ensemble of images inspired by the poetry of William Carlos Williams: "The stars, that are small lights— now that I know them foreign, uninterfering, like nothing in my life—I walk by their sparkle relieved and comforted. Or when the moon moves...
“Family likeness has often a deep sadness in it. Nature, that great tragic dramatist, knits us together by bone and muscle, and divides us by the subtler web of our brains; blends yearning and repulsion; and ties us by our heart-strings to the beings that jar us at every movement.” ― George Eliot,...
“I like to find what’s not found at once, but lies within something of another nature, in repose, distinct.” ~ Denise Levertov, from the poem Pleasures In our VIEWFINDER: "Chasing the Light" an ensemble of alternative processes photographs selected by Karen Haas, Lane Senior Curator...
A Murmur in the Trees— to note— Not loud enough— for Wind— A Star— not far enough to seek— Nor near enough— to find— A long- long Yellow— on the Lawn— A Hubbub— as of feet— Not audible— as Ours— to us But dapperer— More Sweet— ~ excerpt by Emily Dickinson A...
We were delighted to serve as jurors for "A New Leaf" group exhibition at the Rhode Island Center for Photographic Arts (RICPA) in Providence, now on view through June 11th, 2021. Our selections for the show reflect our growing optimism as brighter, warmer days and an end to the pandemic come into view....
In our Viewfinder: an ensemble of images inspired by lyrics from "The Whole of the Moon" by The Waterboys.
Why make so much of fragmentary blue In here and there a bird, or butterfly, Or flower, or wearing-stone, or open eye, When heaven presents in sheets the solid hue? Since earth is earth, perhaps, not heaven (as yet)– Though some savants make earth include the sky; And blue so far above us comes so […]
When day comes we step out of the shade, aflame and unafraid The new dawn blooms as we free it For there is always light, if only we’re brave enough to see it If only we’re brave enough to be it ~ excerpt from “The Hill We Climb” by Amanda Gorman Curated by Elin […]
