Jazz & Love for Howie Brofsky

My neighbor for 20 years, Howard Brofsky was an icon, a legend, a jazz pioneer; a Brooklyn-born trumpeter who moved to Vermont and lived down the road. Sometimes we’d come with a dish on the neighborhood walkabouts; or my husband would go down to get into crawl spaces, or help with basement flooding, if Howie... Continue Reading →

One Lucky Book Designer

When I became a book designer, back in the mid-eighties, I started working at Little, Brown & Company, on Boston's historic Beacon Hill, in a beautiful old Federal building on top of the hill, near the gold-capped dome of the capital. I lived out in Cambridge, and rode my bike into work most days. The... Continue Reading →

Woodpile—Art and Necessity

I walked into the opening exhibit party at the Brattleboro Museum & Art Center last March, as the champagne was flowing. The artists stood around awkwardly on stage as chief curator, Mara Williams, ushered them up one by one. On the platform that was once the ticketing area for a busy train station, this group... Continue Reading →

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