For most of Grandfather’s neighbors and friends, memory of the communes is sharp and sour. We have yet to sweeten it.
Blog Posts on Art
Art doesn’t “fix” pain, but it provides a version of that tiny interval after the sufferer wakes and before the pain is remembered.
As this memorable year comes to an end, I’ve chosen my sixteen most popular posts of the year, based on visits, comments, Tweets and Facebook likes. It give me a great sense of satisfaction to know that I’ve been able to cover a lot of ground with these posts and in a satisfactory way. I
It took a revolution in critical standards for the way women work to be given equal status with the way traditionally men have worked.
I felt the absence of art, in any form, during the last, terrible week.
Charlotte Brontë described the alienation that colored my childhood, and the childhood of so many girls, then and now.
I expect Moses will be with me for a long time, urging me on toward improbable destinations with his wide-flung arms.
There are so many obligations, so many treats and distractions, that I have failed—until now—to change my life to accommodate the books I still want and need to write.
Women have always thronged to churches, finding solace in this image of holy suffering. Is it possible that someday we will throng to the images of the Queen?
If so many of us feel we don’t belong… it is not surprising that we are terrified of exhibiting the political will that might conjure up images of rageful, extreme and radical women.