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What a funny and fabulous little book!

This book is filled with art featuring dogs alongside a short blurb offering commentary on the piece. The commentary was hilarious. I laughed out loud so many times.

Additionally, I loved the random fun facts that were incorporated into the blurbs. For example, I learned that the Olympics used to have art competitions.

Full review: https://oddandbookish.wordpress.com/2025/04/15/review-museum-of-dogs/

None of the books that I read wholly within March were noteworthy, so the tagged book is one of the favorites I finished in March. I need to get a copy so I have a reference of artists that I want to treasure hunt in museums.

I did also greatly enjoy Emily Wilson's translation of The Odyssey.

Who else but Hokusai? 🌊
#Waves. #CoverStories

@Eggs.
@Alwaysbeenaloverofbooks

We're all enjoying a quiet morning of reading before I have to get ready for work. Almost finished with this #historicalfiction that I read for my LIS course this week.

#medici #arthistory #class #scandal #thievery #Italy #florence

This is my son‘s book-he is planning another 2 trips for us to NYC, one this month for an exhibit at the Center for the Book Arts & the Casper Friedrich the Soul of Nature exhibit at the MET in April. In the meantime I am going to read this article later today. I did see an exhibit on Artemisia Gentileschi here inHartford at the Wadsworth atheneum. https://centerforbookarts.org/exhibitions/the-best-kept-secret-200-years-of-bloo...

This is basically a history about French chaos and Berthe Morisot with a bit of Manet. She's an icon and I'm glad I took a break from (paused) my fantasy trend to give her some of my headspace.

#BookSpinBingo @TheAromaofBooks

Anyone who has ever seen goldfinches fluttering and chattering and alighting on seedheads in meadows, or watched them bumbling through the thistledown they love, will know why the word charm was chosen for their collective noun. A charm of goldfinches soars at dusk, swoops at dawn, sings upliftingly in summer trees. In flight, the yellow stripe spreads into a golden cape.

[CT scans of The Goldfinch] ...show...the painting bears the traces of a blast, the minuscule indentations of hurtling matter, broken shards, hard pellets blown scattershot....
the explosion registered in a surface that did not split or shatter because it was not dry. The Goldfinch was still wet, still drying
.... when I stand in front of this painting it carries the last of his energy....
The painting lives. The creator survives.

I once saw, in a hotel in Algiers, a Dutch still life of redcurrants glinting silver dish and was on a momentarily transported to a long-ago Delft day. Paintings can take you anywhere, but they are also a land in themselves, a society, a place to be.
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So many fascinating pictures reproduced in this book.