When I was a young teenager my mother taught me a very valuable lesson about friendship. I had just entered middle school and badly wanted to befriend a group of girls whose attention I could not attract. “Don’t try”, counseled my mom. Be who you are and if the bond is meant to be, it will abide. Focus on your own goals and pursue your own interests, as unrequited effort … Read More
When I was 16, I bought an art book, in Paris, considered very risqué at the time for its sensual renditions of the naked female body. For me, it was visual poetry in motion, a photographic tome of femininity, each black and white vignette a metaphor of nature. Small details were magnified to evoke an alternative perception of the actual subject. The curve of a hip became a barren landscape; … Read More