On Bodies

The past week I’ve read some thoughtful and thorough and engaging posts on bodies and body image and what we do with that at any one point. I haven’t anything really to offer by way of better insight. It’s not as cohesive in manner that's for sure.  To be honest for most of my adult… Continue reading On Bodies

Paint Me

A tableau envisioned time and again erases a fading picture. Time and again I return to look at myself like Dorian Gray. Time and again I’m screaming at that reflection in the mirror, my canvas; who is she, what is she doing, why is she? It’s an existential question. It’s a self-centered point of view.… Continue reading Paint Me