NEIGHBORS TO THE NORTH
I just read the Arts in New England issue (April 28) and loved the “5 can’t-miss events” part of each article. Out of the seven suggestion boxes, I only found three events for New Hampshire listed and 15 for Massachusetts. I understand this is a Massachusetts-based paper, but there are those of us all over New Hampshire who are religious Boston Globe subscribers. In the literature section, what about the Portsmouth Music Hall’s very popular Writers on a New England Stage? For contemporary music, what about the amazing Prescott Park Arts Festival in Portsmouth? Did you know that New Hampshire has film festivals, too? Please be more inclusive to those of us out of the Boston area; we like to know what’s happening all over New England.
Board Member, Art-Speak, City of Portsmouth Cultural Commission
I read with great pleasure Sebastian Smee’s article about artist Meg Alexander (“Meet the Talent Shaking Things Up,” April 28). Meg is my sister-in-law, and I have thought about and admired her work for years. In fact, I look at two of her pieces nearly every day. Yet I know it better now because of Smee’s writing. Thanks for a beautiful article. I particularly liked the comparisons Smee made: that Meg’s work blends “the delicacy of tissue paper and the adamantine solidity of a dam wall” and, regarding her paintings, there’s “something at once beautiful and redundant about them.” Such juxtapositions are what art can do — make us see the world in ways we had not seen before — and, by that criterion, this piece of writing was art.
Ted Hirsch / Hull
SPECTATORS WITH HEART
Patrick Brannelly’s piece in praise of Marathon spectators actually moved me to tears (Connections, April 28). I just really liked his style of writing, which made me feel as if I were right there with him as both a runner and a spectator. I’m barely a 5K runner, but after reading it, I had a series of brief “what if . . . Marathon” moments. I know it’s never too late to have those moments, but at 46 I find the reality far away. I can be a spectator, though. See you in Boston in 2014, Patrick!
Sandy Lewitzky / Billerica
I so enjoyed Brannelly’s essay. There is something that becomes part of you when you grow up with the Boston Marathon. This morning my family and I did a walk with members in our community for the One Fund Boston. Like Brannelly said, caring for each other is in our DNA.
Carrie Alpert / Southborough
The ending to Neil Swidey’s essay, “The Week We’ll Never Forget” (Perspective, April 28), left me a bit perplexed. When you said that on your second bike ride to Heartbreak Hill, “a few smiled or nodded back” but “most did not,” did you mean that life is back to usual? People not generally acknowledging you as they ride past? Or did you mean that they remain preoccupied and sad with what occurred and are therefore not acting as friendly as usual? I found the ending to this otherwise lucid and enjoyable piece quite cryptic.
Elaine Bleau-Richards / Gloucester
Thomas Farragher’s “Right on, Sisters” (Connections, April 14) brought back so many memories. My great-aunt was also a nun in Sisters of the Presentation in Fitchburg. Sister Mary Louise was barely 5 feet tall, and I heard from others that you could set your watch by her promptness. We would pick up our other aunts in Weston and head to Fitchburg. Those were very special times with very special people. This morning I called my sister to reminisce. We would actually get dressed up in our Sunday best to make those visits — no play clothes to see the nuns.
Suzanne Blouin / Bethesda, Maryland
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