Patricia Volk's new book, "Shocked: My Mother, Schiaparelli and Me" (Alfred A. Knopf), is a memoir about what she considers two of her biggest influences, her mother, Audrey Morgen Volk, and designer Elsa Schiaparelli, whose fragrance, Shocking de Schiaparelli, her mother wore.
Where did the Revolutionary War take place, and what traces of it still remain in those spots? That's a question Robert Sullivan elected to answer in "My American Revolution: Crossing the Delaware and I-78" (Farrar, Straus and Giroux).
Everyone has seen Man Ray's iconic photograph, "Le Violon d'Ingres," which shows a nude woman photographed from the back and ornamented at the waist with F-holes like those of a violin. But few know much about the woman in the picture.
Fans of PBS' much-talked-about series "Downton Abbey" on "Masterpiece" often want to read more about the Edwardian era and World War I.
Most nights atop The Standard hotel, the golden-hued Boom Boom Room -- as many of its habitues still refer to it, despite an official name change a while back -- is the exclusive wing, while the nearly pitch-black, grittier Le Bain across the hallway is the more democratic wing.
Gabriel Garcia Marquez once said, "Everyone has three lives, a public life, a private life and a secret life." That may be true, but these days, there seems to be a shortage of public intellectuals.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow opined in "A Psalm of Life" in 1838
that "Lives of great men all remind us/We can make our lives
departing, leave behind us/Footprints on the sands of time." While both
and readers today take a much more skeptical, critical approach to the
the great than they did 173 years ago, biographies -- the more
better -- have, if anything, an even stronger appeal. And this is a
good moment for books about important figures in the arts, among them
Van Gogh, Ernest Hemingway and Spencer Tracy.