There is something about the repetition of the holiday that makes it comforting. Knowing that—as it always has and always will—everything will work in its proper time. What is important will rise to the top. And the things that we convince ourselves are most needed will be quietly exchanged and greeted with gratitude. I look […]
View post →I passed through Grand Central Terminal yesterday and wondered what the next exhibit was going to be  in Vanderbilt Hall. Then it dawned on me, no exhibit, just the holiday market. Made me think of the tree at the Met, which must be in the process of rising up in the Medieval Sculpture Hall. It […]
View post →I’m so used to getting yelled at by the personnel of the Met Museum in NYC that it was a borderline surreal experience to visit the Louvre in Paris, where the guards are supernaturally friendly, and the collection putsany new world museum to shame (sorry, no exceptions). What a boon for those lucky Parisians, and […]
View post →Few things compare to the pleasure of going through a muesum and drawing what catches your eye…
View post →Walking through the second floor of the Met Museum in NYC I love browsing through museums, and taking emotional notes with either my brain or my pen (or, as in this case, with pencil and crayon)
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