The Art of Joy
Lately I’ve been inundated with gifts. From lovers, of course, but also from complete strangers who liked the words and…
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When autumn burns, I burn autumn (Fire Walk With Me)
Autumn makes many people melancholy. For me, the season lights a fire inside. I love how the days grow shorter…
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Faces without Faces (An Ode to My Sisters)
A while ago I happened upon a painting by Gideon Rubin. He paints only faceless portraits, and his entire oeuvre is…
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The substance of reality (De la substance du Réel)
Recently, I reminded a lover who was once again raving about how flexible my body was that I really worked…