When her father, a Maine lighthouse keeper, is transferred to a station on a barren island far offshore, Sarah is quick to note how much her mother misses the flowers she used to grow in her garden on
If we are blowing our Franciscan horn here, it should have been blown much earlier and much louder! This is the wisdom that our world so desires and needs today. We can no longer see ourselves as sepa
Focusing specifically on portraiture as a genre, this volume challenges scholarly assumptions that regard interior spaces as uniquely feminine. Contributors analyze portraits of men in domestic and st
