July 2025
We are in the midst of insufferable heat and humidity, but the show goes on. I’ve struggled to stay positive and hopeful lately. This month’s trips to Boston and NYC were the perfect antidepressant :) Art is my refuge, my escape, my therapy. I feel happiest and most at home in an art museum. I can remember my art history professor saying that when she walked into a museum it was like seeing old friends and I thought, “Geez, that sounds kinda weird!” But here I am, nearly 10 years later, feeling the exact same way. Visiting museums is a reminder that breaking the rules is encouraged. The Harvard Museums are fantastic. You don’t even realize that it’s a consortium of three museums because they’re all interconnected. So much great art! We also saw the Van Gogh special exhibition at the MFA and we went to the Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum for the first time. I was reading, “Strapless,” the whole time we were there, which couldn’t have been more perfect because of all the Sargent pai...
