COVID 19
May 11, 2020
My heart pounds in my ears. My breath comes fast. I am cycling through the apocalypse, I think as I pedal a few wobbly, independent yards. It’s the second day of quarantine and I am trying to learn how to ride a bicycle – a…
May 3, 2020
“You’re still here.” The security guard must have watched me cross back and forth many times between the Fragonard Room and the Living Hall, my two favorite areas of The Frick Collection that could not be more different. With its Louis XVI style of wall…
