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Transported by a Photographer’s Vision

It was a mild November day in the Northeast and yet I was in Siberia. There were men, women and children bundled in layers of furs, in a caravan, covering vast expanses of snow and ice in fierce wind, sun barely coming through the fog and clouds. Beautiful and stark, the images sent a chill through me as I stood before them. Transported, I’ll tell you, right there at the International Center of Photography (ICP) in New York City. An exhibit called Genesis featuring the work of photographer Sebastiao Salgado took my friend and me from Antarctica to Brazil to Madagascar

Making the Familiar New

I’m no stranger to the Metropolitan Museum of Art. It’s one of my favorite places in New York. Yet a recent visit made me feel like I was in an unfamiliar place. How wonderful. Typically I go with one of my friends and we choose a specific exhibit we want to see. The current popular ones are about Cubism and, in the fashion arena, “Death Becomes Her: A Century of Mourning Attire.” While both were interesting, we didn’t linger in either because we weren’t compelled to dwell or immerse. Instead, we wound up playing and wandering. We floated and flitted

The Making of a Global Citizen

I was at the Guggenheim with my artist friend Chuck one recent day to see the Italian Futurism exhibit. We sat for a moment on a bench in the lobby to gather ourselves and get ready to head up its winding ramps to check out the art. A woman was sitting on an adjacent bench. Next to her was a backpack, a large portfolio, some ceramic plates and a few other items. She looked right at me and I got the sense that she wanted to talk. Just as I was making my assessment, Chuck engaged her about the ceramic