Day 7, A conversation between two paintings
My students are always fascinated when I point out that Juan Luna’s Spoliarium isn’t his only work, nor academic painting his only style. Two examples currently hang in the Vargas … Continue reading
Day 6, Big Bang Theory Life
My post is a little late today. I prefer writing in the mornings. But there were too many things going on. Sheldon was around today, so we had croissant and … Continue reading
Day 5, A brief love letter
Wer liebe sucht, findet sie nicht. Sie überfällt uns wenn wir es am wenigsten Erwarten. Alles Liebe zu unserem Ersten Jahrestag (Georg Sand) I took a photo and I wondered … Continue reading
Day 4, Loss at the Cemetry Gates
Loss. Where do we begin when we talk of loss? It’s so easy to talk of loss as an ending. But given time, you realise that the loss is just … Continue reading
Day 3, Commitment and Music
I still feel the cold, dry air that freezes my lungs. The bright, white snow that blinds my eyes. The bare trees… A sense of wonder. This is my memory … Continue reading
Day 2: A Room with a View, Remembering Gustave Courbet’s The Painter’s Studio
I walked around in a cold, darkened room, and there it was—Gustave Courbet’s The Painter’s Studio. I stood in awe for a moment, taking it in. I walked near it … Continue reading
Day 1: Unlock the Mind
I’ve almost forgotten that I signed up for Writing 101. I just wanted to check out what it is. Also, I’ve had trouble writing for the past few years and … Continue reading
Performing Romance
I’ve always been idealistic. I think it is the one thing in my life that I really want to maintain. I don’t want to end up jaded in the years … Continue reading
Bach in the Subways
We spent Saturday evening celebrating Johann Sebastian Bach’s 330th birthday. It’s been a while since I listened to orchestra music, so I knew I really wanted to go when I … Continue reading
