Messages from the Museums: Looking and Seeing, Listening and Hearing
My feisty New York artist mother has often said, “The Metropolitan Museum is my best friend.
Listening: At the Farmers Market, At the Monastery
Farmers Market At the entrance to the Saturday farmers market in Tracy, California, I call out to each passerby. Latinos, Asians, white folks like me; people with head scarves, Trump hats, tattoos hurry past, pushing strollers, trundling groceries. “Hey, could I have a few minutes of your time to ask some questions?” I shout over the hubbub of the street. A 40ish Asian woman pauses, examines me quizzically. “Maybe,” she says, “What’s this all about?” I have a wide brimmed ha
