by Amanda G. Brandt
My first reaction when I read that the Louvre was embarking on renovations that would allow the Mona Lisa her own room was to roll my eyes. Hard. Continue reading “A Museum of One’s Own”
A Museum of One’s Own
The Weeping Women
by Esther Fishman
There they stand, on the top of Bernard Maybeck’s Palace of Fine Arts in San Francisco. Some face out to sea, some would look toward the interior of the building, if they were blessed with faces and the ability to see. They are usually called The Weeping Women. Continue reading “The Weeping Women”
Venetian Red and other Fates
by Dian Parker
Henry James wrote fifty novels, twelve plays, many articles and reviews, as well as ten thousand letters. He died in a delirium. Continue reading “Venetian Red and other Fates”
