The Goldfinch, by Carel Fabritius, The Maurithuis, the Hague. (recently at the Frick in NYC, and seen by myself, at the De Young in San Francisco. What is remarkable, is that I read a poem by Osip Mandelstam, translated by Clarence Brown, in the new book which arrived yesterday, with a cover graced by this painting, which has just caused unceasing lines of visitors and 30,000 new memberships at the Frick in New York. The painting has now gone to Bologna, Italy. I saw it at the De Young in San Francisco, and while everyone was lining up to see Vermeer's "Girl with a Pearl", this is the painting that captured my heart. I kept a post card of it next to my desk, for more than a year, and then I had to buy Donna Tartt's book by the same title, as the painting is in the story; I am currently reading it and have yet to see how it plays a role...beyond falling into the bag of the little boy who is our primary subject in this lively tale expert...