October

Douglas Breault
Arm’s Length From The Shore
Never have we seen something produced in the darkroom that is this close to a painting. Have you?? Doug Breault's diptych print is generous, telling an intimate story with vulnerability, mystery and, despite that hard darkroom labor, light.
September

Eventide
Rebecca Roberts
Local artist and teacher Rebecca Roberts brought a gorgeous, rhythmic meditation on consistency and change as fall rolled in.
August
Interactive and cathartic work from a land artist who's raising a brand new baby right this moment (so amazing!). Chloe grew up down the road and now makes art in San Francisco.
In this piece she asked passers-by to contribute their thoughts on paper, to be torn up below the sculpture, or to be added to it. The community responded with the most beautiful things.

Chloe Berlin
Collective Unconscious
June, July!
One of our favorite uses of this space yet. Choreographer Jessica Roseman guided visitors through a dance of two thumbs, part of a research project into movement and its effects.
We tried the Double Thumb Hug and it worked. Perfect timing!
Double Thumb Hug:
Try It, Feel It, Invite Calm
May

MAY-Comber!
Work by Macomber Center artists
We asked the amazing kids at Macomber Center to share some art from their days. And they did.
Macomber Center is a self-directed learning center in Framingham, MA, where kids literally do what they want to do, well, kindly, and joyfully, almost all the time, with some expert guidance. Including making art.
April

Jo Lobdell
The Quiet Work of Holding On
The wool is dyed by hand with (mainly) madder root and indigo, colors you would have seen in the coats of the soldiers in April of 1775. For a turbulent April (!).
March

Charlie Dov Schön
A Brand New Hole in the Sky
Quiet now, to take in this place.
Which might be the window of a childrens' shop.
"How can we possibly mourn all the dead at once?
We would have to be so large
Or else exactly the size we are
But quieter. "
Read on here...
February
February

Claire Gerard
Unbound
We trudged through the snow to find Claire Gerard's big, warm, beautiful sidewalk poem in February. More than one visitor said it glowed.

