Photography Fridays: On Christopher Street: Transgender Stories, by Mark Seliger @ nyjb

“On Christopher Street by Mark Seliger is a magnificent volume of stunning photography and heartbreaking stories. It makes the struggles real and immediate.” Continue reading Photography Fridays: On Christopher Street: Transgender Stories, by Mark Seliger @ nyjb

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The Metropolitan Museum of Art: Masterpiece Paintings by Kathryn Calley Galitz @ nyjb

“The Metropolitan Museum of Art: Masterpiece Paintings is a book ready for heirloom status. From prehistory to contemporary art, the book provides an encyclopedic array of art, from the famous to the anonymous. The wealth contained therein—visual and textual—is priceless.” Continue reading The Metropolitan Museum of Art: Masterpiece Paintings by Kathryn Calley Galitz @ nyjb

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Black Swan: A Sam Acquillo Hamptons Mystery (Book 5) by Chris Knopf

Chris Knopf begins Black Swan with an epic set piece.  During a ferocious October storm off the coast of Long Island, Sam Acquillo pilots the Carpe Mañana to safety with the help of his companion Amanda Anselma.  His dog, the ever faithful and frisky Eddie Van Halen lays below decks, asleep in medicated bliss, avoiding the dangers of the open seas.  The craft eventually gets piloted to Fishers Island, New York, a bizarre socioeconomic enclave on Long Island, home to Old Money and a xenophobic underclass.  (Chris Knopf visited the theme of natural disasters and social friction in Elysiana, a … Continue reading Black Swan: A Sam Acquillo Hamptons Mystery (Book 5) by Chris Knopf

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I Think, Therefore Who Am I?: Memoir of a Psychedelic Year, by Peter Weissman

In the film The Limey (Steven Soderbergh, 1999), the record producer Terry Valentine offers his girlfriend an evocative speech describing the Sixties. “Did you ever dream about a place you never really recall being to before?  A place that maybe only exists in your imagination?  Some place far away, half remembered when you wake up.  When you were there, though, you knew the language.  You knew your way around.  That was the sixties.” After a pause, he continues.  “No.  It wasn’t that either.  It was just ’66 and early ’67.  That’s all there was.”  Peter Weissman’s memoir I Think, Therefore … Continue reading I Think, Therefore Who Am I?: Memoir of a Psychedelic Year, by Peter Weissman

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