I grew up with almost no music at all. Music, after all, is not words and only words counted in that world.
Blog Posts on Art
No longer subject to colonization and condescension, have we found our landscapes, at last?
In the end, France comes to honoring its extraordinary women
Artists use all the material our lives deliver to us–but the professional cost can be very high.
For most of Grandfather’s neighbors and friends, memory of the communes is sharp and sour. We have yet to sweeten it.
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.