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Tag Archives: Films
“The Hurrier I Go—“
“The behinder I get!” Which is what’s happened to me as the summer’s whooshed out, autumn’s rushing in, and all the undone things of the last lazy months are tumbling down around my head. Result? Blog posts at the pace … Continue reading
Posted in Doubt, Etcetera, Personal Essay, Wonderings
Tagged Coping, Films, Lewis Carroll, Nerves, School, Uncertainty
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A LATE QUARTET: DON’T MISS IT!
(All lovers of chamber music, and of classical music in general, this post’s for you.) When I recently told the story of the fairy godmother of chamber music and her wonderful concert hall in the Berkshires, He Wanted a Mountain, … Continue reading
A Hedgehog — and a Goldfish
Expression, for me, does not reside in passions glowing in a human face or manifested by violent movement. The entire arrangement of my picture is expressive; the place occupied by the figures, the empty spaces around them, the proportions, everything … Continue reading