Saturday April 29 We took the kids to the local historical society’s fire department day. Actually I stayed in the car with Sophie and missed all the fun, though we did get to watch a father and son shooting off a baking soda rocket in their...
As I said in my write-up of our museum day last week, I think Botticelli is the greater artist but it was the Matisse exhibit that had me itching to go home and create. Perhaps it’s Matisse’s childlike simplicity. He makes it seem as if art...
[A few follow-up thoughts that didn’t fit in my previous post.] While dystopia ostensibly sets out to critique society, politics, and culture, to me that political and social critique is often the least interesting aspect of dystopian fiction...
I don’t know why I love dystopian fiction; but it’s certainly not because of the politics. I’ve often thought that if I go back to teaching I’d love to design a class on dystopian literature, a sadly misunderstood genre. It seems most critics...
My little monthly summary of what I’ve been reading to keep myself accountable for what I’m reading, to bolster my fuzzy memory, and to share book lists with my book-loving friends. Finished 1. The Discoverers: A History of Man’s...
I’d been awaiting this day for a while. My friend Rachel was going to meet us at the museum and Dom took the day off so he could come too. We were going to see Botticelli and Matisse! Bella was thrilled, Sophie was intrigued, and the younger...
