Services Offered

Services Offered

FrancispraisingAn Open Studio

Once a week, artists have a studio space for a few hours or a whole day in order to do their own creative work.  There is space to leave work in progress and materials from one week to the next.  Critiques if desired.

A Studio for Personal Growth

Small groups work with expressive arts.  Those without any art background experience the joy of art making and gain competence in using basic art materials.  Those with previous art experience advance to a higher level of confidence and self-expression.

An Expressive Arts Outreach

Workshops on themes of Art and Spirituality and art as a healing are designed for a weekend, a day or a few hours.


For further information, please contact:

Expressive Arts Studio
Sr. Frances Falk, fmm
399 Fruit Hill Avenue
N. Providence, RI 02911
(401)353-1682

The Artist

The Artist – Sr. Frances Falk, fmm

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The studio artist and director, Sr. Frances Falk, MFA has an extensive background in fine arts painting and drawing and in working with art as healing.

 

For further information, please contact:
Expressive Arts Studio
Sr. Frances Falk, fmm
399 Fruit Hill Avenue
N. Providence, RI 02911
(401)353-1682

The Studio

The Studio

The Expressive Arts Studio began with a dream about a special place that would have an atmosphere for releasing and channeling creative energies.

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The Expressive Arts Studio is a fine arts studio which focuses on the creative and healing aspects of art.

It is a quiet place with good light and a vibrant art spirit.


For further information, please contact:
Expressive Arts Studio
Sr. Frances Falk, fmm
399 Fruit Hill Avenue
N. Providence, RI 02911
(401)353-1682

Bethany Renewal Center

At Bethany, we try to create a restful, prayerful space where the Spirit can lead us to integration and wholeness.

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Bethany Renewal Center, sponsored by the Franciscan Missionaries of Mary, is a place of remembering, renewing, and responding to God who comes into our lives today:

  • We Remember the many moments in our life’s journey.
  • We Renew the stance of being open to God, and our desire to become an instrument of God’s peace.
  • We Respond with hope and new energy to the Spirit’s inspiration.

Transitus of St. Francis

Transitus of St. Francis of Assisi

tn_FransisTransitusEvery year on October 3rd, Franciscan priests, brothers, sisters and laity participate in a service called The Transitus. This is a solemn commemoration of the death of our Father St. Francis. This year, a group of Franciscan Missionaries of Mary attended the Transitus at St. Mary’s Church on Broadway in Providence, RI which is in the care of Franciscan Friars of Holy Name Province.

As is customary, the service included readings from the early Franciscan sources of Thomas of Celano and St. Bonaventure. The talented choral group of the parish contributed several hymns. Sr Mary Motte, FMM offered the following  reflection.

Transitus of St. Francis of Assisi

md_FransisTransitus(On the evening of October 3, 1226, Saint Francis, after imparting his last wishes and blessings to his sons, bade them lay him on the ground and strew him with ashes in token of poverty.  Then he began to sing the psalm Ad Dominum clamavi.  Before he reached the end his spirit departed:  his song was finished in Paradise.  At that moment a multitude of larks surrounded the cell singing joyously.)

Every year on October 3rd, Franciscan priests, brothers, sisters and laity participate in a service called The Transitus. This is a solemn commemoration of the death of our Father St. Francis. This year, a group of Franciscan Missionaries of Mary attended the Transitus at St. Mary’s Church on Broadway in Providence, RI which is in the care of Franciscan Friars of Holy Name Province.

As is customary, the service included readings from the early Franciscan sources of Thomas of Celano and St. Bonaventure. The talented choral group of the parish contributed several hymns. Sr Mary Motte, FMM offered the following  reflection.

Transitus Reflection

St FranGardenThere is a statue of Francis in the garden of San Damiano – he is sitting on the ground overlooking the plain of Assisi.  Below, there is the Basilica of St. Mary of the Angels which encloses the Portiuncula – the little church that Francis loved so much.

A short time before his death, Francis spent some time at San Damiano where Clare and the other Poor Ladies lived.  He was already quite seriously ill, suffering the diminishment his whole body experienced.  There was also the dream that some years before set him on the road toward realizing fraternity and poverty in a gospel life.  He knew his death was close and the dream, still in need of greater realization, was in question by some of his companions. It was hardly a good time to sing or to compose a song.  Yet, it was in this time Francis wrote the Canticle of the Creatures.   How could this lovely song with its beautiful images come to birth amidst so much pain and suffering?

Some centuries later in September 1943 four young Franciscan Friars from France were sent to work in the labor camps and later, to the death camps in Germany.

 

EloiLeclercEloi Leclerc was one of those Friars and he describes the nearly absolute horror of human suffering, inhuman treatment of other persons, starvation and death that framed the days and nights of these camps. In April 1945, along with hundreds of others, the Friars were transported to another camp.  The transfer took many detours, stops and lasted for around 3 weeks.  Starvation and mistreatment took their toll, and many died including one of the Friars. Eloi and the other two Friars gathered around their Brother, and suddenly, in spite of themselves, the words of the
Canticle rose to their lips.  Why?  How could this beautiful song be sung in the midst of so much unthinkable inhumanity and horror?  After several years his insight led him to understand that the meaning of the Canticle could not be separated from the profound suffering of Francis when he wrote the praises of Brother Sun, and Sister Moon, Brother Fire, Sister Water, Brother Wind and Mother Earth.  The intuition of Francis reached into the core meaning of life itself, exposing the profound and intimate relation of each to God the Creator.  This relationship, generated in the love of God, could never be shaped or determined by evil, destruction, or hatred.  God intends the life of every Creature to be fully realized in the communion of the Trinity forever
. (cf LECLERC, ELOI. Le Soleil se lève sur Assise. Desclée de Brouwer, 1999), cantique des créatures,. Desclée de Brouwer, 2001)

 

Tonight we remember Francis’ dying on the bare ground where he asked to be laid, near the little church of St. Mary of the Angels.  We are challenged to recognize something deeper within Francis that rises to the surface as it had that day in San Damiano when he wrote the Canticle of the Creatures, and earlier when he met Malik-al-Kamil, Sultan of Egypt, and even earlier when he let himself be embraced by the Leper.  On each of these occasions Francis received the gift of seeing in a new way:  he could see from a lowly place and every creature became a revelation of how God held each with love and tenderness, and how God crossed all boundaries because of this love.

Dying is never easy and it must have been hard for Francis also.  Moving Francis to the bare ground as he requested must have been difficult. It was certainly cold on the ground.  Often this action is recognized as Francis’ awareness of his nothingness before God.  However, the images from his life culminating in the Canticle of the Creatures, dare us to see Francis allowing Mother Earth to hold him and allowing God to bend down and embrace him fully.  The dying Francis, now completely helpless, reaches out from this lowly place on the bare ground, from the embrace of Mother Earth and experiences the boundary-breaking strength of God holding him, the little poor one. Francis now proposes a new way of seeing that will enable us to discover from a lowly place God’s boundary-breaking love reaching out to grasp every child, woman, man and creature holding even the smallest expression of life.

Mary Motte, fmm