Together, the three volumes are five inches tall and weigh more than my children did when they emerged from the sea of their mother.
We Are the Eighth Day, © Melanie Weidner
KonMari approaches clutter by asking just one question: "Does this item spark joy?" But this isn't always a simple question.
In Concussion, Dr. Bennet Omalu is a Nigerian immigrant and an outsider. This status is complicated by competing ideas of what America is.
At the least-visited museum in Rome, a marble cross caught my attention. It depicts the Madonna and Child and the warm tangle of their intimacy.
Spent all day and deep into the evening Saturday at a wedding, studying the ways and means and manners by which people gently touch each other, and so communicate this and that and the other thing.
This year, the Oscars honored three films that are poignant meditations on a person's agency in falling and staying in love.
The Danish Girl celebrates a young artist's gender transition. But the Oscar-nominated film goes farther than this—and not everywhere it goes is comfortable.
In Jessica Jones, the superhero villain's control over people is chilling because we recognize it. It plays out in ordinary abusive relationships.
One might expect Spotlight to be fascinating because of the victims' stories. But it's the focus on clerical and legal institutions that grabs the viewer.