Ever heard of a truth window? Its a small, glassed opening configured inside the interior wall of a straw-bale house — an offbeat, low-tech, environmentally friendly way to build — […]
Jane Fishman
The Big Easy will be back
Somewhere, in one of those gaps between teaching high school English and opening a restaurant, I was a Kelly Girl. In New Orleans. In a tightly knit town like the […]
McPherson’s way
We live in a class-conscious, color-divisive world. We dont want to admit it, but we do. We know our own kind best. Or we think we do. Catholic, Jewish, country, […]
Still not buying the bicoastal thing
Last month, while spending a week in Aspen, hanging with the rich and famous — or in my case, my cousin, who once played center field on some local softball […]
Re-leveling the playing field
I am awash in Thomas Friedmans book, The World is Flat: A Brief History of the Twenty-First Century. I didnt want to start it. I have a stack of titles […]
Communicating more, talking less
Everyones busy. Have you noticed? But are we busy or just out of the practice of talking to one another? I used to get put out if someone didnt call […]
Getting some heat and giving it, too
I know that right about now, Paula Wallace, the Savannah College of Art and Designs president, is probably getting a lot of heat, a lot of criticism – first, for […]
Georgia (O’Keeffe) on my mind
Before I visited New Mexico, I had never heard of journalist Greg Palast, never imagined that 90 percent of a tribe of Native Americans — the Taos Pueblo Indians, to […]
Rocky Mountain — hi!
They give you fair warning in Aspen: If you dont want it printed, dont let it happen. This advisory appears above the masthead of the Aspen Daily News, which is […]
An edible schoolyard, Savannah style
When I grow up I want to be like Alice Waters. Shes a chef, the owner of Chez Panisse restaurant in Berkeley, Calif., a gastronomer. Shes an activist. Years ago […]
Of cop-outs, both theatrical and real
I love surprises. I live for the unexpected. Thats what I was thinking the other afternoon – the kind of day when only mad dogs and Englishmen would be outside […]
Vacant talk for a vacancy
I have to admit. It was a relief last week to plop down in the Johnson High School auditorium to listen to the four candidates vie for our vacant school […]
