Why did my parents surround me with art as a kid? Why am I doing the same with my son? Some of my earliest memories involve art. I remember visits to Westminster Abbey, where I was amazed at the vaults soaring high overhead and was afraid of the effigies carved onto the tombs. I have … Continue reading What’s the Point, Really?
What is a work of art? Is it something physical that you can hold on to? Is it a story? Is it a piece of fine craftsmanship? Is it an idea? Many people have written about this, and I guess the answer is that it’s a combination of the above things. Honestly, though, I can’t … Continue reading A Modest, Beloved Work of Art
For no reason at all--except that I was researching him for some work recently--I want to brighten your day with a little Alphonse Mucha. If you know him, you probably love him. (I haven't met anyone who has told me they hate Mucha, but that doesn't mean you're not out there.) If you don't know … Continue reading What’s lacking from your Tuesday? Mucha, that’s what!
See what Artlark has to say on this interesting and oft-overlooked subject: Source: Romanian and East European Modern Art
I’ve spent the last couple of months trying to balance a very busy working-parenting life with my inborn nesting instinct. Beginning around Thanksgiving, I feel an uncontrollable urge to hunker down—stock up on fire wood, cook caloric food, wear thick socks and snuggle under plush blankets—whether I’m in seventy degree New York, subzero Wisconsin, or … Continue reading Quietude