Elizabeth Yanginski von Pier has published her first book, Where to Find Peace and Quiet in London. She writes: “This was a huge accomplishment considering that I’d never considered myself a writer–majored in math and economics and actually hated having to write in college. So my book is about the delightful quiet places in London where you can sit down to rest and renew yourself after a long and tiring day of sightseeing. It includes small parks and squares, lovely old churches, off-the-beaten-path museums and art galleries, hidden courtyards, and even cemeteries and tiny local eateries. I include a description of each “restful retreat” as well as some practical information including closest Tube stop, nearby major attractions, and hours. And lots of photos I took myself.”
Summary of Where to Find Peace & Quiet in London by Elizabeth von Pier
Elizabeth von Pier loves London so, in the summers of 2016 and 2017, she set out to spend some time there and see it all. It was peak tourist season and crowds from all over the world were visiting the attractions, queuing up in lines as they maneuvered their way inch-by-inch to the entrances. The sights and attractions of London are mind-blowing and worth every bit of effort and time. But, at times, she found herself needing and seeking out places where she could, at least for a moment, enjoy some solitude, peace and quiet. There are many of these places and they are not that far from the crowds and horn-honking traffic. Here you can sit on a shady bench, listen to the birds or water flowing in a brook, sip a cup of tea, and rest and renew yourself.
This book describes the best quiet places she found. It includes small parks and squares, lovely old churches, small off-the-beaten-path museums and art galleries, hidden courtyards, and even cemeteries and tiny local eateries. It is organized around the major areas of the city and provides a full description of each restful retreat as well as practical information including closest Tube stop, nearby attractions, and hours. Sometimes, a few words about contiguous major landmarks are included. Many photographs are included to give the reader a sense of place.
A Retrospective of Joly Duesberry’s Work by Christina Barber-Just
Here is a link to the film about Joly Duesberry, which was made by the folks at the gallery in Maine which represents her.
Joly: A Celebration of Joellyn Duesberry’s Life and Love for Maine
Gallery at Somes Sound
A Tribute to Molly Ivins by Judy Bronstein Milestone:
I only knew Molly in college from her Sophian role, but was lucky enough to get to know her in more recent years. We both wound up at political conventions from 1984 on. I particularly remember a segment we did on assertive Texas women—Ann Richards, Liz Carpenter and Molly—for they were close to the exercise of power and saw the absurdity of it. Conventions could be dull stuff, but not for these three. And there was more than one time when a guest cancelled and Molly bailed me out. The guy who ran the CNN news operation then was impressed when I could snag Molly. I always knew I owed her.
One Thursday night in the early 90s, I was waiting for a plane at National (now Reagan airport) and there was Molly on a book tour and headed to Atlanta. We juggled seats so we could sit together and I think we had one drink in the airport, and another when we boarded. Sitting to our left was Senator Bob Graham from Florida and right in front of us, my then Congressman Newt Gingrich In playful mode, I said to Senator Graham—here’s my friend Molly Ivins and he jumped out of his seat—excited to meet her—and even had a copy of her book in his briefcase which she autographed for his wife. Then we tapped Newt on the shoulder to introduce her, but he just grunted—and we got a great chuckle. We talked on that flight about her discomfort with her celebrity—something she had not anticipated and didn’t fully relish. When we landed Molly’s press escort was there to meet the plane – and as they always do – asked Molly if she wanted to use the facilities. I can still Molly rolling her eyes as I left the airport.
A few years later she was in Atlanta for some event and we found time for a very long lunch – I think the restaurant wanted to bean us – but it was such a good chance to laugh not only at politics but the foibles of the news business.
The last time I saw Molly was at Carol Christ’s Inaugural. She so graciously took part in a panel about Smith’s role in her development as a public person—and then all weekend long, made us laugh. Some humorists are scripted funny, but Molly was the real thing—oneliners bubbled from her in her many dialects.
For our 40th reunion, we did a panel based on a column Molly wrote about the prospect of a woman president. Molly had planned to be there, but the chemo was too debilitating, and she had to cancel at the last minute. It is a tribute to her that four of her Smith classmates had a lively and informative discussion—and even not present, Molly’s spirit was in the room.
Paul Krugman wrote a thoughtful piece in the New York Times February 2nd about Molly’s bravery—and it was true. When so many members of the press lost their voice after 9/11, Molly kept talking. For her laughter, her gutsiness and our shared affection for Smith, I will miss her.