World War I Memorials, Part Five
“Men and Women of Brooklyn Who Died In the World War MCMXIV – MCMXVIII They gave their lives for liberty And universal peace Honor, Duty, Country” —Inscriptions above the benches […]
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“Camp” at The Met
“Camp is a kind of love, love for human nature.” —Susan Sontag (1933–2004) The Metropolitan Museum of Art’s Costume Institute has put together a special exhibition, entitled, “Camp, Notes on Fashion.” This […]
The Bethesda Angel, Its Lesbian Connection
“All had expected something great, something of angelic power and beauty and when a feebly-pretty idealess thing of bronze was revealed the revulsion of feeling was painful. The figure resembles […]
The East Coast Memorial
“We meet at a moment of dedication. Inscribed upon these slabs of stone are the names of those who two decades or so ago gave their lives, and now sleep […]
Tiffany Lamps for a Tiffany Birthday
“Beauty is what nature has lavished upon us as a supreme gift.” —Louis Comfort Tiffany (18.February.1848–1933) Happy birthday to Louis Comfort Tiffany! Today marks the 171st anniversary of his birth. […]
World War I Memorials, Part Four
“My wish has been to send light into the darkness of men’s hearts, and to be the servant of a noble purpose . . . art is not a vague […]
Betrothed Dancers in Stained Glass
“Conspicuous for her fairness and strict sense of justice, Mrs. Bell was always alert to undertake gracious deeds in quiet ways, known to but few save those helped by her […]
Keith Haring’s Art in New York
“Obviously, the only place to go was New York. It was the only place where I would find the intensity I needed and wanted. I wanted intensity for my art […]
Eternal Light Flagstaff
“God would never be cruel enough to create a cyclone as terrible as that Argonne battle. Only man would ever think of doing an awful thing like that.” —from “The […]
The NYBG Orchid Show, 2018
Orchid petal in you I see, a life worth living and with you I’ll be. Love don’t come In pearly light but you smell and look deeper than my sight. […]
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