A young man surprises a woman with a flower. In the background, water rushes into the base of a fountain, as semen rushes into the womb. The fountain depicts cherubs in the act of chasing a trapped dolphin, as the man "chases" the woman below. Next, the man and woman meet in secret; they seem to be evading capture. (Maybe an overbearing parent is standing off in the wings.) A kind of marriage ceremony: The woman crowns the man, as a journalist/witness makes a record. Finally, the couple reflects on their love, reviewing old love letters. A statue of Venus represents Friendship--unlike Cupid, Venus is mature, unlikely to throw herself into a patch of brambles while pursuing a hot date. Fragonard's "Progress of Love" has spawned other works. Alice Munro tips her hat to Fragonard with a collection called--you guessed it--"The Progress of Love." A.R. Gurney's "Love Letters" seems to be a response to Fragonard's fourth panel. And Nancy Mi...
I spent a part of my weekend rereading Elinor Lipman's essays, and there aren't enough words for how much I love this work. Lipman is reliably unpretentious; often, she has written for "Good Housekeeping." She has strong feelings about Carrie Bradshaw. She comments on ketchup--and on the wisdom of mixing ketchup with your brisket. At the same time, she is contrarian in a sneaky way; she is in favor of keeping (and examining) various grudges, looking closely, in an unguarded manner, at moments of personal failure. I feel better after I've read a few pages by Elinor Lipman--what a gift she has. A standout among her essays is an observation about the Corner Bookstore, on the Upper East Side. Lipman is trying to recall why she started watching "Sex and the City" on HBO. It's because of the Corner Bookstore. "Charlotte" is living near 92nd and Madison--this is mid-series. At the same time, Lipman is walking up Madison to give a reading. She s...