Everyone who has spoken to me over the last few months has had the (pleasure?) of hearing about my master's project. At the beginning of...

On April 16, 2016, I walked into Anna Arcaro’s cluttered-but-clean - in the way it seems only a certain generation of Italian ladies can...

On May 14, I arrived in Hudson, New York after an 8-hour train ride through the Adirondack region, not realising how much I needed to be...

What I love about maps is that they are products of multiple concerns: as objects, they are aesthetic, ornamental, decorative; as tools,...

My last 24 hours have been pretty saturated with Montreal and Quebec history. Not as boring as some of you may think as you remember...

Armed with my trusty notebook and a large selection of pens, I made my way to the Montreal History Group's Colloquium at McGill...

Ten books, countless articles, two sleepless nights and 20 pages later, I finished my first final essay this week. Although I'm not 100%...

I was introduced to Lodovico Domenichi's La nobiltà delle Donne two years ago by my Italian Humanism and Renaissance professor. And let...