New Exhibit at Borough Hall —The Page Brothers
Photo: Paul Page
An exhibition of photography and verse by the Page Brothers, Paul (photographer) and David (author), will be on display from December 2 to January 2, 2022, at Swarthmore Borough Hall, 121 Park Avenue. The public is invited to the opening reception on Friday, December 3, from 6 p.m. to 8 p.m. The exhibit and the reception are free.
This project has been a creative collaboration between the two brothers, an exploration of light, image, and possibilities filtered through a photographic lens and a keyboard. Meaning often hides much deeper than mere observation, and the questions the images pose, the answers the verses provide, are but one facet of what we see as a more complex tale.
d. c. page (david) has spent the majority of his working career as a cabinetmaker, custom furniture craftsman, and sculptor. he has long maintained an interest in writing, has written for rodale press, is the author of several screenplays and two young adult novels. he has a degree in english from the university of virginia, an mfa in furniture design and woodworking from the rhode island school of design, and eschews capital letters. he is a forty-year resident of swarthmore.
Paul F. Page has long nurtured an interest in and love for photography. He began his photographic career in earnest after retiring from a successful career as an internal medicine physician in Franklin County, Virginia. He has photographed countless subjects across the country and in many countries around the world. He holds a degree in chemistry from Hampden Sydney College, and an M.D. from Michigan State University School of Medicine. He lives in Salem, Virginia.
Exhibit hours are Monday through Thursday, 9 a.m. to 8 p.m.; Friday, 10 a.m. to 7 p.m.; Saturday, 10 a.m. to- 3 p.m.; and Sunday, 1 p.m. to 5 p.m.
Swarthmore Friends of the Arts is the community group responsible for the rotating art exhibits at Swarthmore Borough Hall. For information about Swarthmore Friends of the Arts visit www.swarthmorearts.org.
whistle on down, old man, blow
from the inside out like a long kiss not soft.
huff the outside in like a smile or hurt slow coming.
so ancient the talk, the walk from ages back, ages black,
dark ages without light, without sight, only sound,
only touch only sweat only heat.
it started early on, when the child was searching
for a way, for an open door, when the years held too much,
and too little promise. now the harp contains a move,
many moves, movement squeezed into dance,
feet wired to the ears and to the mouth.
not much in the pocket, but enough in the chest and
running through the blood.
share your soul in holy phrases, old man.
color them blue.
—david page
