Several years back, I made my way through Notre-Dame de Paris, awed by the unreal magnitude and sheer kaleidoscopic grandeur of the interior.
Several years back, I made my way through Notre-Dame de Paris, awed by the unreal magnitude and sheer kaleidoscopic grandeur of the interior.
I've never been a collector, but I have a small---call it "well-edited"---and much-loved collection of maps. One highlight is my 1972 NYC subway map by Massimo Vignelli. It came to me folded up, like the regular map it is. I bought it off of Ebay from a vendor...
By Megan Harlan Few places can both cure and inspire farsickness like a library. Now, we all know—or have been firmly told—that print is officially dead and the Internet has killed the research desk. But what Google, e-books, and their ilk can't provide is the...