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June Moon Union

This celebratory showing is in honor of three 2021 Montserrat College of Art graduates who initiated interest in the idea: Rebecca Anne Nagle, Holden Willard and Thomas Rutigliano. To join the celebration, honeyjones called out for flowers and kisses from additional artists (from the submissions post ..oh yes, bring it on, kisses and love and affection for lover's love and jobs well done...) so also featured are the weightless and dreamy watercolors of Nancy DuVergne Smith, uniquely vibrant work of Stephen Bergeron and very sweet florals from Maura Glandorf. 

This showing also coincides with the graduation of the recipient of the honeyjones (gap year adventure) scholarship, who will be announced soon!

And, otherwise, as often is the case, small moments conspire to make it all more serendipitously meaningful...winged creatures in unexpected spots, chance reunions, and remembrances of love and friendship as we mark passages and hopefully rise out of the pandemic... 

here is gratitude for the odes that honor these moments...

I hope many, many people come in to see the show! 

Congratulations to the graduates ! 



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Venus, Meet Me in a Dream 
15 x 13 framed photographic print
Eternal Sleep, The Final Messenger 
8.5 x 11 photographic print

Thomas Rutigliano resides in Beverly, MA and recently graduated from Montserrat College of Art, receiving a BFA with a concentration  in Photography/Video/Film. His work is a deep understanding of how to navigate the winding hills and blurred lines that lay within the hearts and minds of our memories. 

more of Thomas' work can be found on honeyjones pages

The Dream and Bend it Like Boubat, Brandt and Cartier Bresson


Holden Willard graduated from Montserrat College of Art this May, earning a BFA in Painting and a minor in Art History. He has been painting since his senior year of high school - and drawing ever since he was a child. From his artist bio: I find a lot of solace in creating and working, and my process is something I hold close to myself. Painting is a form of catharsis, and it has become the most major facet within my life. I also make music, put on installations and I’m a founder member of an art collective called “Industry”. I was born and raised in Maine, and I transferred to Montserrat during my sophomore year of college.

Rebecca Anne Nagle also graduated in May from Montserrat and has offered two sets of paintings, parts of series, (framed Tulipsshown below) and three larger paintings very dear to her heart for which the accompanying text, poem, and post ad from The Mass Poetry Festival below bear witness. 

Rebecca Nagle, a painter, reflects on the emotional impact that society’s uncertainty has on one’s self. Her paintings are born out of trying to find control in life. The state of flux regarding our future has fostered her reflection through isolation, “shutting down”, and internalizing life’s solitude by delving into an emotional space. The painting process feels very delicate and quiet. Vastness is the response. She explores the difference between solitude and loneliness. Through brushstroke, rag, oil paint and oil stick quiet marks are created. Limited palettes define singular images representing any one of us, in our own space, within the cracked fragile walls we have built. Collage and monoprints complement the artist’s exploration. I ponder...when we are all united again, will we be able to survive togetherness? How will we react to each other? How much energy has been depleted trying to stay connected?


Solitude is a state of balance
Loneliness depletes energy
Do not trouble the heart but

Grow comfortable within to retain strength
Amongst the cracked eggshell walls.


Nancy is an artist and co-director of the Newton Arts Association who will also be curating a water-themed exhibition at honeyjones at the end of the summer. Six of Nancy's watercolors are currenly on display at the gallery.

Artist Statement:

Watercolor stops and starts time.

With any subject matter, applications of paint transform each other and migrate over the picture plane. The resulting art is a visceral, enigmatic, and vital burst of life that leaps from the artwork into the eyes, brain, and very cells of the viewer. For me, form and watercolor are expressions of this life force.

Every day my brush is wet is a good day.


 Just Us 


She drinks Cosmopolitans with her man. 

The shots, the nips, 

the sometimes half -drunk bottle of rosé stashed in my coat folds, however,

are for us-

to pass between when we’re out in special places.


I’m sure we don’t care

but look over our shoulders anyway,

so indiscrete we are.. so brash.


We spent enough time laughing at our disgraces to fill a fountain with our tears. 


We sat once on a slab of concrete overlooking the pond with our booted feet dangling over.

There’s something about concrete that really just brings out the best in people.

Hey you, solid thing, let me not crack my head here. Instead let me fall in a lumpy heap at your base. And cry a little.

When I felt my body was breaking, she could crack me in two with her wit, her quips. 


What bound us truly though;

our daughters’ time... three year old angels on earth playing at peace

moving through space as one

so long ago in another time, another time. 


She once remarked how much she liked the tiny gilded glasses I brought back from Arles. 

(Why would I choose to bring delicate glass in a suitcase? )

And her delight was funny.

I said, “Lets have port!”

That’s ridiculous.  Who drinks port? 

We did and it was funny.  


We are ridiculous. We are the only two people, two adult mother people, 

who are allowed to bring nips to the pond and hang out. 


Juste nous deux. (Just us.)  


Julie Ayaz   2018

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