Once I was actually at the museum, with a guy who looked Muslim on one side of me and a guy who wore a yarmulkah on the other, I remembered ninth grade geography. My ninth grade geography teacher always did the middle east first. Get it over with, he said. Too depressing. For me, it […]
Read More Here and Elsewhere at New MuseumAs many of you know, my favorite methods for having a nervous breakdown include migraines and panic attacks. Yesterday, with no warning I could note, my bedroom, where I was peacefully watching “The Cat Whisperer” with my cat, became a very frightening place. Even the bathroom down the hall was much too scary a place […]
Read More Cobra and PeacockIt’s hard to say if I found the Whitney Biennial a little busy because I saw it Friday evening, or because it was a little busy. I think both. It made me call into question what these people think we are doing at museums and galleries, anyway. What do they think? Just as the reader’s […]
Read More BiennialPart of my Lenten practice this year is Seven Sun Salutations, at least, in part, for the alliterative value of that practice. It reminds me of that bit on “Sesame Street” with the baker. “Seven…sun…salutations!” The other part is letting myself mourn my old life. One of my godmothers mentioned to me that it was […]
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Going On 