They say a good man is hard to find. So when Sondra found Larry Salley some 42 years ago, she married him because Larry Sally was truly a good man. I am told that a good man is a good son, a good father, a good brother and a good friend. Larry Salley was all […]
In the wake of the Orlando tragedy, I ask myself again a question that I ask myself frequently: “What is there about art that makes us turn to it in times of tragedy?” Governor Cuomo turned to the arts this week when he announced a million dollar art project to honor “all victims of hate, […]
When I think about the epidemic of violence that now grips our country, I reflect on the reign of terror that marked my childhood in the 1950s. It was called infantile paralysis, or polio, for short. It inflicted more than 100,000 between 1952 and 1954. Parents and children were terrified. It was thought that the […]
I had quite forgotten how spectacular the view is at Kykuit, the Rockefeller estate in Tarrytown. This week, it was glorious as Friends of ArtsWestchester shared a visit. (These are our special members whom we take to stellar arts places.) Henry Moore was at Kykuit to welcome us. Not in person of course, but […]
Back in the day, teaching was one of the very few career paths open to women. That was not for me, I told my parents. Teachers work harder and more creatively than anyone I know. They do this in crowded classrooms, with public address systems blaring directions and with fewer resources than they […]
This week’s post is by guest blogger Rocío De La Roca, Communications Associate at ArtsWestchester. To fans all around the world, Steve Pollak is “the Dude of Life,” lyricist and singer behind numerous hit songs by the jam-band Phish. Since his songwriting days for Phish, the “dude,” who toured with the Vermont band in the […]
It’s the year of the woman, or so they tell me. And to prove it, fashion has been elevated to an art at no less an arbiter of taste than The Metropolitan Museum of Art (The Met). Trolling its recent haute couture exhibition, I remembered in a hot flash why I gave up fashion as […]
Back in the day, my dad, Irving, thought of himself as a cross between Irving Penn and Ansel Adams. As a photographer, his signature mark was cutting off people’s heads… in the photos, that is. My brother Charles and I were his subjects. We would stand for hours in a bow, curtsy or other ridiculous […]
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