Benjamin Franklin: A Life in Woodcuts Book

Would have given this more stars had the writer not been so obnoxious and judgemental! Jeez, she's all judgy on Midwesterners, young people, men in bars.... Plus she drinks four (or five?) beers and then drives and incorrectly states that's Walter de Maria was a drummer for the velvet underground (it was a different band!) and then sometimes she is just dull.

I mean - this could have been great, and I like reading about all the land art and how you actually visit it, but she very much comes from the point of view that you can't like or be interested in art unless you are educated and from the city.