Day 3, Commitment and Music

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=76bSvs3OfqI 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 of Tiergarten in Berlin. I’ve written about this place several times before. I will admit that I am not over it. And I will... 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 to see the details of the paint. I moved back so I can see its entirety once I again. I sat down on the bench... Continue Reading →

Portia’s Casket (More Stumbles) | Voices News for the Week of August 31

Repost of my weekly column for The Shakespeare Standard. See the original post here. So, given all the oddities I stumbled into last week, I decided to continue on stumbling into odd and otherwise tidbits again this week. If Shakespeare is called by any other name, would he still be Shakespeare? Would our favorites, such... Continue Reading →

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