Fourteen years ago I started doing something totally out of character, I began riding horses. Four years later I bought the horse who had been teaching me to ride, Baghera de Beaupré, a beautiful dark bay, Selle Français mare.
Recently, while on a trip to Istanbul, I fell and shattered my knee. I ended up having surgery there and, thanks to my husband’s Herculean efforts, am now back in the States coping with recovery.
In the light of recent events, The Material Collective would like to affirm the following about our work to reform art history, medieval studies, and academia in general.
I have been reading, and re-reading, Why the Middle Ages Matter, and I sense an underlying theme to several of the essays, namely the importance of community.
This blog post had its origin in early morning anxiety over what to do with my course on Gothic art, which I am scheduled to teach in the spring. I found myself yawning and wondering, Why? Why am I teaching a course in Gothic?