Last week, I woke up to an email that stopped my coffee cup dead in its tracks to my mouth. I applied to graduate school a few weeks before and there was an email from New York University telling me “Congratulations!” I got in. My first thought was “No one applied except for me.” While […]
Month: March 2014
Sun, Sangria and Explosions
Ever since we moved to Spain, Mr. Dame has been talking up this festival called Las Fallas that takes place every year in Valencia. He described it as a huge pyrotechnic festival with floats and fire, firecrackers and fireworks. I was intrigued. Then he said every day there is an event where there’s absolutely nothing […]
My Relationship With Art Museums: It’s Complicated
I have a complicated, but predictable, relationship with art museums. Nearly every time I’m in one, the thought crosses my mind of what an anachronism art museums are in today’s world of movies, flash-mobs, and scrolling billboards (ie, mediums that move). That standing in front of a static painting stuck on a wall inside of […]
The Next Dinner Party 