A couple months ago, I visited the Philadelphia Museum of Art. Unfortunately, I had very little money, no car, access only to unreliable tourist buses, and, on top of all that, no smartphone to navigate. My plans ran amuck, and my brother and I careened around the entire city before we finally got to the art…
Category: East Coast
Spent a year in Boston. Want an outsider’s insider look?
Fourth of July Podcast
Boston Pops Concert. Lovely. Unfortunately, we couldn’t get a seat on the Promenade, the grassy park extending along the Charles River. People start lining up at 6 a.m. to get into the free extravaganza by the Boston Pops.
And All that Jazz
I recently, with the assistance of my good friend Sarah, unearthed a personal penchant for jazz.
A Saturday Morning in Pre-Raphaelite Paintings
I do love the Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood, don’t you? They were bon vivants. They were rebels. And they were artists with real talent and an astoundingly new vision. By the time they split and went their separate ways, they had already created a legacy nobody in England could ever forget. I present, the Triumphant Trio: William…