Vienna waits for us

My room is covered with photographs. All taken within the past two or so years, each wall is dedicated to a different time in my life.  The pegboard to the right of my bed is jam-packed with scenes from abroad in London, Hallstatt, and Paris. The wall to the left above some storage space is covered in Prague, Salzburg and western England. The corner above my dresser is dedicated to my summer in Washington, D.C. … Read MoreVienna waits for us

Let’s talk about art: where to marvel and what to see

Sitting in my bed as I type this, I’m looking to my right on my bedroom wall where there are two very different paintings: Degas’ Four Ballerinas circa 1899 and Hopper’s Nighthawks from 1942. French and American. Impressionist and Modern Realist. Performers and strangers. But hey, look at all those redheads.  I found these two posters during my first week of classes last fall and remember dumping $20 on something I probably could have found a way to print … Read MoreLet’s talk about art: where to marvel and what to see