This is not the time to bury our heads in the sand or in our electronic devices.
This is not the time to bury our heads in the sand or in our electronic devices.
What I learned playing the Grand Inquisitor in a high school play, while experiencing my own interrogations off the stage.
At an arty dinner party in Sag Harbor a woman announced to the table, “There’s just too much art!” If that day ever comes, we’re in trouble.
How can friends who’ve headed to Florida or the Bahamas possibly get through a winter without the visceral remembrances of snowy days?
My generation has been living in America’s Second Reconstruction. With some improvements from the first in the 1870s, we still fight for inclusion, seek diversity, and hope for equity.
The Broadway and pop composer Cy Coleman died nearly 20 years ago. In time for the Grammys, a remembrance of the always fun times with him, from Elaine’s to the Hamptons.
For your consideration: The oddest couple in movie history.
If you’ve ever shopped at Erewhon, you’re most likely aware that the luxury grocery store is the trendiest place in Los Angeles to see and be seen. The hype is real, the shopping experience far from ordinary.
Much of what ails the world today is a result of Western governments arbitrarily dividing foreign lands that they have colonized or occupied with no consideration of national sovereignty or demographics.
Anyone seeking an antidote to pervasive fear may find it in focusing on the good that might be coming our way right now — that way we can receive it, spread it around, and give it life.
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