Almost exactly 14 years ago, my house in Mississippi burned to the ground, and in a panic, I allowed myself to be convinced that I should move thousands of miles from home, to live in the Northeast. At that time, I had family in Philadelphia,...

Yesterday, I returned to the National Gallery of Art in Washington DC, and my plan was to spend most of my time reexamining Van Gogh's paintings there, but for some reason, I walked into the gallery from a different direction, and I found myself drawn...