“The Three Arts Club was so amazing that it bordered on magical…. Walking through the halls, you could feel the presence of a creative force.”
The Three Arts Club was so amazing that it bordered on magical. Women artists throughout generations called this nurturing and supportive environment home. Walking through the halls, you could feel the presence of a creative force. One could often sit at their window listening to a classical pianist practicing on the grand piano downstairs. On any given night, you could go down to the dining hall and be in the company of fellow visual artists, filmmakers, musicians, dancers, writers, etc, etc, etc. As an artist, having this type of constant interaction with fellow artists is absolutely invaluable. The type of camaraderie and inspiration that was found within the walls of the Three Arts Club was, in my experience, unique to any place in the world, let alone Chicago. To say that our city suffered a loss at the closing of the Three Arts Club doors is definitely an understatement.
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Comment on the book review “Liberal Fascism?” by Michael Solot, March 20
In a pathetic interview with Salon, Goldberg is confronted with actual Mussolini quotes and defends himself by admitting he can’t remember the texts and “And if you get too caught up in the labels, rather than the policies, you get yourself into something of a pickle” and “I bet you if you gave me an hour I could find places where he once again says nice things about Marxism” and “I think the problem is you get into one of these sort of overly doctrinal, ‘let’s go to the text’ approaches where words get confused for things.”
