To explain our Music Mountain experience, would require many thousands of pages or one good haiku. Words can never adequately describe the atmosphere. The Manhattan String Quartet, of which I was a member, had been summering on Music Mountain in the Litchfield Hills of Connecticut for several years. We look back on those four summers in wonderment—walks in the woods with friends locked in deadly serious discussions revolving around the ‘music of the spheres’; uproarious laughter when a new skit was produced by the students; and the endless rehearsals which make for continuous music of inspiration to complement the […]

In the old days artists formed groups, issued manifestos, and held their own arts events celebrating new visions. Back in the day, as well as today, mainstream art, academics, and commerce didn’t encourage artists seeking to look between the lines of the accepted meanings and aesthetics of their cultures. Today, who would question story and character as central to fiction? Who would question the validity of reducing works of art to their presumed meaning and tying that meaning down to the biographies of their creators? Who would question that artworks are intended to cloak meaning? But such given ideas should […]