Ernest Hemingway: Between Two Wars opens Sept. 25 at the Morgan Library and Museum in Manhattan. It's the first-ever major museum exhibition of his work, and promises a thorough examination of how the author honed his craft and brought emotional life to his writing.
Two super stars of the stage -- ballet icon Mikhail Baryshnikov and actor Willem Dafoe -- in a fantastical, almost two-hour pas de deux, performed under the direction of gay theater genius Robert Wilson.
One of Gertrude Stein's most famous lines is, "there is no there there." Theatre de la Ville's production Pirandello's Six Characters in Search of an Author directed by Emmanuel Demarcy-Mota and recently played at BAM visualizes Stein's phenomenology as Plato's Allegory of the Cave.
For too long the contemporary art world has been the exclusive redoubt of insiders, tastemakers, and a privileged elite. Gertrude has exploded this paradigm, and fashioned a conversational forum that democratizes and demystifies contemporary art.
It's the greatest time in history to be a writer. There are more ways to get published than ever before. While it's great to have so many options, it's also confusing. But when you break these many different ways down, they sort themselves out into just three primary paths.
The thing about septic workplaces is that, like a particularly bad cult, they take over your mind, they destroy your confidence, and thus they have the power to inflict life-long damage on your career, and by extension, your personal life.
We all have our own journey to make with our own set of challenges. But one thing is for sure: personal transformation takes time, accountability and encouragement. It can happen organically through personal relationships or through enlisting an outside coach or joining a group.
Marie Laurencin's life spanned two world wars and a great economic depression, but these left no trace in her art. For most of her life, her art portrayed an unchanging dream world. The popularity her art enjoyed during her lifetime has now receded.
Reading about Swinton's collaboration with MoMA, I couldn't help but reminisce about a certain afternoon back in 1996 that I spent in the company of Quentin Crisp where sleep would also prove to be transformative -- for me.
James Fallows wrote of Romney, "there is so little there, there." Isn't it funny that a few days earlier, in a column comparing Romney to Hemingway's Jake Barnes, I wrote of the Republican nominee that "there is no there there"?
The novel is a young man's recollection, and as such it's exceptional. In other words, it's good, and here it is in an edition that delves even deeper into that young man's sustaining romantic obsession.
The Metropolitan Museum in New York, in its current exhibit on the collection of Gertrude Stein and her family, has made a decision to suppress the ugly truth about her collaboration with Nazism during the German occupation of France.
Barney Rosset died last week at age 89, and for those who valued his contribution to upholding First Amendment rights in this country, his championing the works of artists, the event truly marks the end of an era.