I’ve known you since your hair was in rag ringlets, but I’ve seen you with a Lady Di flick and a back-combed fringe. Our friendship is as old as I am. Continue reading Letter to my oldest friend…
In the aftermath of my mother’s untimely death in 2012, I jumped on a plane, and took a 36 hour journey from New York City to Sydney, Australia, to deal with her funeral, memorial and her property. My mother had not been dead a week, but here I was, maniacally cleaning out her house. Continue reading Clearing Out My Mother’s House
At a Democratic Debate watching party in Williamsburg, I find my (#Bernie2016) people. Continue reading Bernie Sanders For President in 2016
The emotionally unavailable art of the Dia: Beacon collection is brought to life by two seven-year-old boys.
Continue reading Looking at Art with Boys
Oh to be free from the strong desire to be what I don’t want to be…. Continue reading Conundrum
Waterlogue turns photos into watercolors. This is our year so far… Continue reading The year in Waterlogue…. 2015 so far
The Diversity Lottery, or Green Card Lottery, happens every year, despite the fact that most Americans we’ve met, and many Australians, have never heard of it. Not only does it happen every year, it happened to me. This is my story. Continue reading The Time I Won The Lottery