Subway
I love the subterranean world of the subway.
Manhattan Christmas
Sometimes we assume we know what’s going on. Sometimes we assume everyone knows what’s going on. And you know what they say about “assume?” But somewhere beneath it all it’s possible to find the spirit of Christmas.
Backlighting
It’s only recently that the past has stopped haunting me and instead, serves as an inspiration and sometimes even, a release. Backlighting hails the collective and individual past. It notices the voices trapped in air currents and richness of the future that harvests old tubers, shines weathered patinas and fills the song with a new voice. This is the opening piece of my one-woman show–The Vestibule: Life, love and tears through the midlife lens