The term "visual poem" gets thrown around a lot when describing Terrence Malick's most recent work, starting with 2011's Tree of Life. Even before then his films relied heavily on visuals to help tell the story, but his work increasingly favors beautiful imagery and strives towards creating feelings and moods more so than a continuous narrative thread. Thus, dialogue is intermittent and often jumps around. I can certainly see why this might not appeal to people.
Isabella Stewart Gardner opened her Venetian-style gallery — then called Fenway Court — to the city of Boston, enriching the lives of generations to come. It is now just called the Gardner Museum.
In March 1990, two men dressed as police officers looted 13 masterpieces from museum, including Rembrandt’s only recorded seascape, Vermeer’s “Concert”, and several lesser sketches by Degas. B. A. Shapiro’s nimble mystery The Art Forger revisits this unsolved theft when, two decades later, one of Gardner’s paintings seems to resurface.
Love this author – love this illustrator – love this author and illustrator combo – love this book. That’s a lot of love, but if you read this book I think you’ll agree with me. I don’t remember how I came across the illustrator Mark Hearld, but my guess (and hope) is that we will be seeing and hearing a lot more from this talented British artist. His mixed media work reminds me of Eric Carle, but colorful and vibrant in a fresh new way.
In her memoir of early life with photography icon Robert Mapplethorpe, Godmother of Punk Patti Smith has crafted an evocative tale of how two kids from New Jersey and Long Island, once factory workers and hustlers, rose to the upper echelons of the art world. And she does a good job with that. Enough to win the National Book Award.