Last year my Gran died. This year, my Aunt died. And this could be part of her legacy.
When I tell my stories to families or for family audiences, I try to leave a message about keeping your family stories safe and sharing them so as not to lose them. There are stories I know about my Grandad which I need to write down; some of my Gran's stories I have written down and told. My Auntie Gwyneth had a story to tell and she told it. Well, she wrote it. About 10 years ago she got cancer and wrote a short biography of her life. One of the most poignant parts for me was her experience of living in Birmingham during World War Two when Birmingham, along with many other British towns such as Glasgow, Liverpool, Coventry and London were being flattened by bombs. And the same things were happening in towns in Germany, bombs were flattening towns, bombs dropped by the Allied Forces.
When my aunt passed away, my cousin asked me to do the eulogy. All this happened pretty quickly. Gwyneth's passing, my being asked, preparing for it and doing it. Gwyneth's life story was to be the basis of the eulogy, but there was more to Gwyneth than was written there. She was a survivor, or many things. I collected stories from family they remembered, fun stories, stories with joy that showed her human side. My cousin and I came up with a perfect eulogy, but I kept coming back to her self-penned life story. All of the players of her early life are mostly gone. My mother, Gwyneth's half sister, is still trucking and had some memories and experiences to share, and also has memories of the bombing even though she was very young.
Two weeks ago, as I was waiting to set up for the Afterschool program, the upper grades of the elementary school were doing their finishing immigration project. And later, last week, I was at a school and there were photos of World War Two in the classroom and I shared some of the things I had read about Auntie Gwyneth's wartime experiences as a child. I also began talking to the teacher about immigration, prompted by some other photos and the project at my child's school. I asked my cousin if I could share Aunties Gwyneth's story with the teacher and she was thrilled to share it. Then an idea hit me. This is a primary source of both immigration to America and Canada, and wartime experiences. So my cousin and I have been writing to one another to make my Auntie Gwyneth's story into a book for school children who can learn from my Aunt's life. This will be part of her legacy. We are lucky that my Aunt wrote her stories down.
I encourage everyone reading this to have family members to write down their own stories, record the stories to save them for our younger generations. Maybe this way a more personal past can help a global future of understanding.
If there are any teachers who might be interested in helping my cousin and I on my aunts book project, please get in touch with me.
Many thanks,
Simon
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Friday, June 21, 2013
A story coming back to life
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Monday, December 03, 2012
Tiz the season
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| Crow II by Simon Brooks, (c) 2012 |
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| Raven by Simon Brooks, (c) 2012 |
I will be telling more winter stories at a couple of other venues before the year is out, and one of the stories I will be telling will be a Siberian version of this tale: http://youtu.be/3xhWWdGm8fE. I remember watching a lot of Canadian short films growing up (it's the Commonwealth thing!), but never saw this one! I love it though, and wanted to share it. The differences between the version I found in James Riordan's Siberian Folktales and the one above on YouTube told by the Native speakers themselves, is the Siberian Raven paints Owl with ash from a fire and not oil as in the Inuit tale. And the reason Raven gets painted black is slightly different, although both tales blame Owl for one thing or another - lack of patience, or vanity, although in the Inuit tale Raven is being his usual bouncy self which don't help Owl! What are YOUR favourite winter/holiday tales? Tell me in the comments, or shoot me an email! I would love to hear from you.
One last thing before I go! Over this season folks often try to get together with family. This would be a great time to record tales our parents and grandparents tell, either personal stories about themselves and a time and place all but forgotten, or their favourite stories from childhood. If you need help coming up with ideas to start a 'story time', there are some great resources at: storycorps.org and there is a wonderful PDF here: http://nationaldayoflistening.org/downloads/DIY-Instruction-Guide.pdf that StoryCorp have put out. And here is a link to why we should be recording stories our families tell from an earlier date on my blog: http://worldofstories.blogspot.com/2011/10/recording-family-stories.html
None of us are going to be around forever, so catch those stories for our later generations and give them a piece of your own family history.
Peace,
Simon
www.SimonBrooksStoryteller.com
which is the same site as: www.DiamondScree.com!
PS, the images used in this blog are original art done by myself. Please do not copy, cut and paste, or redistribute in any manner or form. It is not cool, AND it's illegal!
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Thursday, August 23, 2012
Giving back with stories
How often do you give back to your community or to an
organization? I am not talking about
giving money, popping a check in the mail; I am talking about giving your time
and energy to something you care about, or have strong feelings about.
Every summer for something like seven or eight years I have
been going to a single week long camp held in Fairlee, Vermont.
It is run by volunteers mostly and is only available to under-served kids from Vermont. It is called CAMP! (if you were to say it
out loud – or want to Google it, it would be Camp Exclamation Point). The Aloha Foundation give them space to hold
the camp at the last week of summer, when most other camps are over and done
with. The children have plenty of
challenges in their lives, but CAMP! gives them a week to get away from it all
and share, play, create, explore and have fun in a healthy and safe
environment. The camp is like most any other camp, but these kids are not as well off as most camp kids. CAMP! serves those who have limited
opportunities for such an experience because of a lack of financial resources,
rural isolation, and disruption of life and education. Yet these kids are just
like other camp kids – they are kids!
There is a sense of love for the children at CAMP! which goes
beyond the ‘call of duty’. CAMP! is a
vocation, a passion; the councilors have a desire that these kids get some
amazing experiences that they would never normally be able to have. Let me
stress that, never normally be able to have.
Most of us have the opportunity to send our kids to a camp of some sort –
be it a day camp for a few days or a week camp, fortnight or summer camp. We have that choice. But this camp is set up for those who do not
have that choice, but CAMP! make it possible.
They get funds so even the most economically challenged family can send
their children to paint, write, read, sing, act, sculpt, experience archery,
learn to swim, do woodwork, learn about plants and nature, make new friends,
know that they are not the only ones who have such difficulties, and of course
make their own tie-dye tee shirts!
Each year I go to CAMP! to tell stories and volunteer my services. It is not much, I feel, but it is what I can do and this is how I give back to my community: when I go to CAMP!. For one afternoon, or evening, I perform
there and spend extra time with the kids when I am able – and I try to make it
so I am able. Last night with a voice
almost gone after a busy summer, I, along with colleague and friend Angela Klingler
told stories to the entire camp before the kids were spilt into groups for individual
camp fire stories based on age. It is
always fun to work with Angela as she is the consummate professional and has
this magic about her when she tells the deep stories, which she did for the
entire camp. I have also worked with
Angela around Halloween and know she knows some great campfire stories for all
ages. This is the second time she has volunteered to make the 2 /2 hour drive to CAMP! to tell tales.
I got to walk the hill with the eldest of the CAMP! kids and
their councilors to a favourite quiet spot in the woods to tell tales and got
to bring out some really fun and creepy tales for the ‘tweens and teens. There is something about the darkness and the
flames that can make a not-so-scary story seem quite spectacularly creepy.
These kids are great.
They are so appreciative of everyone.
I only appear for one day in one week in the year, but the kids remember
me. There are some kids who jump up and
run over to give me a hug, there are those who jump out of seats to high-five
me, and there are even more who simply grin at me or shout a loud ‘hi Simon
storyteller guy’ when I arrive knowing that Wednesday night is story
night. And those hugs, high-fives shouts
and smiles, and the stories I have to share are all I need.
Sunday, August 05, 2012
Diving into Stories
For me, storytelling is sometimes like diving!
With the Olympics on, I was reminded of what it feels like standing on the high boards about to jump or dive. There is this fear, this
sort of trepidation that goes along with a buzz, excitement and a knot in your
stomach. At least that is how it is for
me. I first want to put it out there
that I am NOT a high diver, although I can dive. And I am not talking about scuba here, I am
talking about jumping off a bouncy fiberglass board, or a rock solid piece of a
high concrete slab. I am self taught and
have never had a lesson. I am a point
and shoot diver and for me it was all trial and error. Quite a fair bit of error too!
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At first I jumped.
Nothing can go wrong, it is a straight, feet-first fall into the pool;
you just need to remember to have your lungs full of air before you hit the
water and your toes are pointing down.
If you flat foot it, it hurts - a lot.
If you don’t have enough breath, it seems like you might just gulp in a
litre or three of water before hitting the surface once you are under the water. You know you can do it, but standing on the
edge looking 30 feet down into the water - well it is a long drop. I have to admit there were a couple of times
I walked back down the steps before I plucked up the courage to jump off that
top board at my local pool as a kid. A
friend of mine, however, just went up there the first time, walked to the end
and jumped. At that point of leaving the
concrete platform he could not swim. When he got to the side after coming up to
the surface, he could! That was how he
taught himself to swim.
So I jumped a lot to get used to the height. Figuring out breathing patterns is pretty
important too. I knew the time it would
take to fall from the board to the point where I hit water after jumping a few
times and getting the breathing wrong. It was quite a drop so I had filled my
lungs the first couple of times way too soon and had to breathe out before
hitting the water. Not good! But eventually I figured it out. For me, it
was basically a little longer than a full lungful of drawn-in breath - I had to
breathe out first, before that long slow pull of air in as I dived down.
Next, I plucked up the courage to sit on the end of the
concrete board, feet dangling down, hands up in the air at a point, leaning
back a bit, then rolling forward and dropping towards the water. I had of
course done this a lot on the second board when I started diving, which was
about 15 feet from the water and springy so I had an idea of the force of roll
needed to not flip over and land on my back. The first few times the back of my
legs got smacked by the water as I had not quite judged it right and spent a
few moments waiting with smarting legs before trying it again. But I tried over and over again until I got
good at it. Then I stood and dived, and
although I had only one dive technique (jump, bend and go straight down), I got
pretty good at it. I got to the point
where there was only a little splash.
And I can dive from rocks too, but only after watching others so I know
there are no hidden rocks below a strange surface! And I love to do it! There is something about that moment when you
leave the safety of the board and you are flying through the air, hoping that
the angle is right and you’re not going to go over too far, or not enough and
land on your back, or front. I have done
that and it hurts. A lot!
As I was thinking about this, it occurred that for me, it is
very much like learning a new story. Or even storytelling! You start with the smaller stories, or easieror sillier tales (the first board about a couple of feet or so off the water),
until you can wind back the wheel so the board is at it’s springiest. You can run the board, bounce really high,
fold up in half and come gracefully down into the water.
Then you try the longer tales (the second board) until it
feels as good as the first board.
And after that there are the deeper, meaningful tales. Tales that you don’t just love, but stories
you connect with on a deep level; stories that you find resonating within you
like a tuning fork, a story that demands to be told – whether it is a personal
tale or a folk tale. A story you put your whole being into. You’re on the top board looking over the
edge. You might walk back down the
steps, but you might just jump. After
all, when you bounce on the second board, you go almost as high (so it feels)
as the top board. So you take the story
you have learned and you have it in your hands and you do that first jump. Then you try the roll dive and then you stand
and dive. Will I make it to the
water? Will I fly through the air
gracefully, or will I go over too much, or not enough? Will it hurt when I hit the water? Will
someone clap or appreciate what I just did?
Tonight I told a tale for the second time in public. It was like walking up those steps, getting
closer and closer to the ceiling, and the butterflies setting in. But I had made the decision to tell it. I made it my first tale so I could not back
out and walk down the steps to the second board and choose another story.
The story is one I heard 4 years ago and love. I have not heard it since, but it has been
rattling about in my mind, demanding to be told. So I learned it. Then I got in touch with the storyteller I
heard tell the story, Bob Pegg, and asked if he was okay with me telling it and
if I had it right. He told me "almost" and
fixed my errors. I have to tell a tale
correctly or I would not be honouring it, or respecting its tradition. So I
re-learned it. And checked again with materials Bob had generously provided.
When I told the story tonight it was a little like synchronized
diving. Bob was next to me on the board as
I jumped, and his words were coming out, but as I got closer to the water, to
the end of the story, I knew I was diving on my own. And I know the more I tell the story it will
become more of my own telling and less and less of Bobs. They will be my words and phrases, my life experiences
I bring to the story, my ‘spin’ if you like, but it will be true to the
original, as true as it can be. And then
when I tell it, I know I will be alone on the board and the flight to the water
will be filled with joy. The name of the
story? Margaret of the Three Gifts, from
way up in Scotland.
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Audio Book - 1
How would YOU pronounce the name Gythal? And what does a giant sound like when talking? Think about that for a while.
I have finished recording the book "Hapenny Magick" by Jennifer Carson. It has been a fun process and I have learned a lot throughout. It is an almost 200 page chapter book and my daughter loved listening to it. I read it through once to get a feel for the writing style with her and then read it again so I was familiar with the writing and story before recording.
Because I knew at nearly 200 pages it would not be done in one take, I set up my studio space and marked where everything was. This was a precaution against my kids coming in and borrowing or moving things around (or myself for that matter). To make sure I had the same sound, everything would have to be in the same place. So duct tape was stuck everywhere to mark where I stood when reading and where the microphone stand was placed, and the height of the microphone and sound baffles.
Each day I recorded, I warmed my voice up*. I found that 'jumping into the studio first thing in the morning' was not the thing to do! Some days the kids were around, but I got most of it done before the summer vacation began. I recorded the stories for my third CD in this same studio and it sounded great (getting a Gold award from Parent's Choice and an honors from Storytelling World). I now I have better sound proofing so I know this will sound at least as good, even better. However, my mic still picks up the sound of mowers, large trucks, kids playing, and cars passing by. The passing cars can be painful as there is a 25 m.p.h. speed limit and those gracious enough to oblige take a LONG time to get out of sound range. In the middle of a take, that can be annoying! When the kids are in the street playing it is easier, as it is simply time to quit until playtime is over! So in some respects, for me, recording this book is like a live performance: being aware, whilst reading and recording, of the environment around me. And with all of what can happen, it is like performing for squirmy kids some days!
I have a microphone which I could plug directly into my computer, but I have found that there is noise on the mic (it is not an expensive one). So, I have used the digital voice recorder I have (the high quality one which was used for "A Tangle of Tales"), and then move the tracks (one for each chapter) to the computer where I use my DAW (digital audio workstation) to edit out the 'bad bits'. Bad bits can be the cars passing, or some folks walking by with their dog talking to one another, or a 'plane flying overhead. But it is as often me mucking it up. Sometimes I stumble over a word, or a pronunciation. When I first read the book and did a preliminary recording for the author, I miss pronounced the title characters - Hapenny's - and I kept doing that every once in a while throughout the book. Instead of saying hah-penny (like happy) I would say hay-punny like the old British coinage! Sometimes my English syntax would have problems with the American syntax the book was written in, but after a couple of tries I got it flowing. Also, when I have read a certain line, especially in dialogue, I might try doing it two or three times in different ways. Sometimes I would just flub! Sometimes it would annoy me and a stream of expletives would fly (I record on my own!), and sometimes I would be silly with it and laugh at my own expense.
To give an idea of time of recording time down to the time of a finished piece, chapter 18 (15 sides of paperback book) began as 23 minutes of recording, and was edited down to 19 minutes. But the editing down to that 19 minutes took a long time. I actually re-recorded most of chapter 18 twice. Why? Because I had so much editing to do what with cars, and flubs that it should have been quicker to do a better take and edit less. When you edit, you listen to what you have recorded, mark the bits that need chopping out, chop them out, move the piece together and listen to it again; maybe make some other adjustments such as making the gap of 'silence' bigger or smaller, or using fades etc. and then double check that it flows and sounds natural. Sometimes it does not, so you need to undo it all and do it over again! This hopefully does not happen too often and takes patience. I have inadvertently learned a lot more about my DAW than I knew before! So it is all good. The third time I had to re-record was because my voice was a lot rougher the second time I recorded than the first time, and it did not fit in with what I was keeping. So I recorded those parts a third time and it worked a charm. Sometimes (not always) it is quicker to re-record than edit a lot out.
When I began recording this book initially, I was still looking for the right voices of the characters. And in one instance the author did not like one of the voices. One of the characters voices was not how the author had envisioned it, so we got on the phone and talked it through. It was the giant. I was so glad we did because it sounds a many, many times better now. I was able to drop the voice in with some careful editing; fortunately, most of the time, dropping a voice in is easier than making some of the other corrections. However that does not apply when the dialogue is fast between two or three characters. Funnily enough the giant was not a fast talker!
One thing I found as I re-did certain parts and edited them, was how much fun the book was. I liked it when I gave it the initial read-through (with/to my daughter). The second time I read it, I was working out how I would read it and was figuring out voices and flow. But in listening to it, listening to the words I had read, I found the book was really good. I discovered that I had read it the first time thinking only of it as a job. But as the work progressed I found this book was/is a little gem. And I have become attached to it. I have also spent 57 hours with the story so far!
All the chapters, the intro-credits and the outro-credits are now with Jennifer Carson who is listening to it all. I have been providing the chapters as I finished editing them, in case I had missed something, or mispronounced a name. Once I hear back from her, I will be off to see my friend and colleague Stevens Blanchard who produced my last two CDs. He and I will then polish what I have done to a brilliant shine and add a bit of flute. Once that is done, I will be handing over the finished work to Jennifer who will have the work made into a 4 CD audio book with a running time of about 3 1/2 hours.
Oh, and Gythal is pronounced Gith aal. Who knew? (The author!)
And yes, my warm-ups can sound like those Bill does!! A shout needs to go to Bill Ratner for giving me the encouragement to go this route! Thanks Bill.
I have finished recording the book "Hapenny Magick" by Jennifer Carson. It has been a fun process and I have learned a lot throughout. It is an almost 200 page chapter book and my daughter loved listening to it. I read it through once to get a feel for the writing style with her and then read it again so I was familiar with the writing and story before recording.
Because I knew at nearly 200 pages it would not be done in one take, I set up my studio space and marked where everything was. This was a precaution against my kids coming in and borrowing or moving things around (or myself for that matter). To make sure I had the same sound, everything would have to be in the same place. So duct tape was stuck everywhere to mark where I stood when reading and where the microphone stand was placed, and the height of the microphone and sound baffles.
Each day I recorded, I warmed my voice up*. I found that 'jumping into the studio first thing in the morning' was not the thing to do! Some days the kids were around, but I got most of it done before the summer vacation began. I recorded the stories for my third CD in this same studio and it sounded great (getting a Gold award from Parent's Choice and an honors from Storytelling World). I now I have better sound proofing so I know this will sound at least as good, even better. However, my mic still picks up the sound of mowers, large trucks, kids playing, and cars passing by. The passing cars can be painful as there is a 25 m.p.h. speed limit and those gracious enough to oblige take a LONG time to get out of sound range. In the middle of a take, that can be annoying! When the kids are in the street playing it is easier, as it is simply time to quit until playtime is over! So in some respects, for me, recording this book is like a live performance: being aware, whilst reading and recording, of the environment around me. And with all of what can happen, it is like performing for squirmy kids some days!
I have a microphone which I could plug directly into my computer, but I have found that there is noise on the mic (it is not an expensive one). So, I have used the digital voice recorder I have (the high quality one which was used for "A Tangle of Tales"), and then move the tracks (one for each chapter) to the computer where I use my DAW (digital audio workstation) to edit out the 'bad bits'. Bad bits can be the cars passing, or some folks walking by with their dog talking to one another, or a 'plane flying overhead. But it is as often me mucking it up. Sometimes I stumble over a word, or a pronunciation. When I first read the book and did a preliminary recording for the author, I miss pronounced the title characters - Hapenny's - and I kept doing that every once in a while throughout the book. Instead of saying hah-penny (like happy) I would say hay-punny like the old British coinage! Sometimes my English syntax would have problems with the American syntax the book was written in, but after a couple of tries I got it flowing. Also, when I have read a certain line, especially in dialogue, I might try doing it two or three times in different ways. Sometimes I would just flub! Sometimes it would annoy me and a stream of expletives would fly (I record on my own!), and sometimes I would be silly with it and laugh at my own expense.
To give an idea of time of recording time down to the time of a finished piece, chapter 18 (15 sides of paperback book) began as 23 minutes of recording, and was edited down to 19 minutes. But the editing down to that 19 minutes took a long time. I actually re-recorded most of chapter 18 twice. Why? Because I had so much editing to do what with cars, and flubs that it should have been quicker to do a better take and edit less. When you edit, you listen to what you have recorded, mark the bits that need chopping out, chop them out, move the piece together and listen to it again; maybe make some other adjustments such as making the gap of 'silence' bigger or smaller, or using fades etc. and then double check that it flows and sounds natural. Sometimes it does not, so you need to undo it all and do it over again! This hopefully does not happen too often and takes patience. I have inadvertently learned a lot more about my DAW than I knew before! So it is all good. The third time I had to re-record was because my voice was a lot rougher the second time I recorded than the first time, and it did not fit in with what I was keeping. So I recorded those parts a third time and it worked a charm. Sometimes (not always) it is quicker to re-record than edit a lot out.
When I began recording this book initially, I was still looking for the right voices of the characters. And in one instance the author did not like one of the voices. One of the characters voices was not how the author had envisioned it, so we got on the phone and talked it through. It was the giant. I was so glad we did because it sounds a many, many times better now. I was able to drop the voice in with some careful editing; fortunately, most of the time, dropping a voice in is easier than making some of the other corrections. However that does not apply when the dialogue is fast between two or three characters. Funnily enough the giant was not a fast talker!
One thing I found as I re-did certain parts and edited them, was how much fun the book was. I liked it when I gave it the initial read-through (with/to my daughter). The second time I read it, I was working out how I would read it and was figuring out voices and flow. But in listening to it, listening to the words I had read, I found the book was really good. I discovered that I had read it the first time thinking only of it as a job. But as the work progressed I found this book was/is a little gem. And I have become attached to it. I have also spent 57 hours with the story so far!
All the chapters, the intro-credits and the outro-credits are now with Jennifer Carson who is listening to it all. I have been providing the chapters as I finished editing them, in case I had missed something, or mispronounced a name. Once I hear back from her, I will be off to see my friend and colleague Stevens Blanchard who produced my last two CDs. He and I will then polish what I have done to a brilliant shine and add a bit of flute. Once that is done, I will be handing over the finished work to Jennifer who will have the work made into a 4 CD audio book with a running time of about 3 1/2 hours.
Oh, and Gythal is pronounced Gith aal. Who knew? (The author!)
And yes, my warm-ups can sound like those Bill does!! A shout needs to go to Bill Ratner for giving me the encouragement to go this route! Thanks Bill.
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Thursday, September 03, 2009
New Upcoming Performances

I have two new dates to tell folks about and I will begin with the second!
I have been asked to tell tales at the First Ever Granite State Storytelling Festival which is to be held on the 17th October at the Tracy Memorial Library in New London, NH. There will be 24, yes twenty four storytellers at this event at four arenas, so no matter what sort of storytelling you like to listen to there has to be someone for you. I hope that it is me! There will be stories for children, families, and adults; there will be ghost stories and an evening event. This festival is NOT to be missed. Not only will yours truly be there, but so will Odds Bodkin, Carolyn Parrott, Hopkinton, NH; Jo Radner,Lovell, ME; Lorraine Hartin Gelardi, Salt Hill, NY; Leeny Del Seamonds, Westford, MA; Lauretta Phillips and Sisters Too, Andover, NH; Bob Reiser, East Hampton,MA and many, many more! For more details please go to: http://www.granitestatestorytelling.com/Home.html
The first and shortly arriving new performance is to be held in New Bedford, MA on Saturday September 26th. This is NOT for children, these stories are for adults.
From Aloft (or more accurately, from the gray matter)
“A terrible scream was heard as he fell from aloft, but silence followed after hitting the deck.” A ghost story from the seven seas will come with the voices of many from one man as will other tales that Simon Brooks will tell. Tales of loves lost and won, (as well as property), and maybe some personal tales too (the latter is well rare, so be out for that, if nothing more) and maybe a fairy tale to take home with you. Adults allowed. Children are not!
ADULT OPEN MIC: Sign up for your ten minute turn at the mic beginning at 7:00 p.m. Share your own story, song, music, essay or poem.
7:00 P.M. – 9:00 P.M. (Feature begins at 8:00 P.M.)
LOCATION: Artworks, 384 Acushnet Avenue, New Bedford, MA
ADMISSION: FREE (pass the hat for the featured performer)
AUDIENCE: 18 and older
For more information email Karen Chace at storybug@aol.com or call Artworks at(508) 984-1588
For directions:http://www.artworksforyou.org/hours.html
Sponsored by Artworks! Partners for the Arts & Community www.artworksforyou.org
ArtWorks! is supported in part by the MCC as well as business and individual members
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