Showing posts with label Fairfield Hills. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fairfield Hills. Show all posts

Sunday, April 24, 2016

A Field In Connecticut



This is a 4" x 6" painting of a field full of blue flowered Cow Vetch growing on Fairfield Hills in Newtown, Connecticut. The following poem by the artist is handwritten and signed on the back of the artwork.

"A Field In Connecticut"

I saw you in the grass
of a fur-smooth field
basking in a bowl of sun
rimmed by verdant woodlands
blue eyes twinkling
delighted to hear bobolinks again.
I was with you.

 — Nancy Boudreau

Text and images © 2016 Nancy A. Boudreau. All rights reserved. Permission required for publication. Images available for licensing through nboudreau.com       

Friday, August 24, 2012

What's Up Nance?


Long time no see!
Yah, well, that doesn't mean that there's been nothing to see. . . 

The studio has been a happenin' place - work being produced and such - but more so in than it's shaping up into a real working space. I'm excited to announce that a contract has been signed, and work will commence in early September, to pipe heat into the studio. Getting up at 4:30 am and sitting in an unheated room on a cold winter morning will be a thing of the past. Goodbye frostbite!

So what are those weird plastic baggie-things hanging from the studio ceiling? Ah - a sneak preview of fun to come at The Newtown Arts Festival, September 15th and 16th to be held on the Fairfield Hills Campus. Come see the wild and crazy concoctions, feats of beauty, and surprising entertainments presented by our local art community. You'll find me in a back tent with my woodworking chisels, carving spruce burl, cherry chunks and lovely spalted maple. And, as a souvenir of the experience, these whimsical Wiremen will be available for purchase at a ridiculously affordable "Everymans Price". 

So, welcome back to the bloggin' world - I hope to be sending out these missives on a weekly basis, Fridays mostly, figuring that we can all use a smile and a freely shared bit of happiness at the end of the workweek.
 - Nancy Boudreau