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Film Festivals, Art Exhibitions, All the Things
I don’t even know where to start. For one, I’m super excited. I feel like the last year of hard work with next to zero pay may actually prove to have been time well spent. In
Did You Know?
I haven’t made a big fuss about it, mostly because we continue to wear so many hats (David as an artist, me as a writer/editor, both of us as executive producers for The Artist Odyssey), but in
Beauties and Beasts at MoPA
It was Rosa who suggested we check out the show. At first I was hesitant: I hadn’t been to MoPA in years, and the last few shows I’d seen had been all about the history of
Tales from the Vineyard Part 3: Finally, a bit of vacation
After we returned home from the island, a few friends and family members joked that we probably needed a “vacation from our vacation.” To which I said, in a serious tone, “That was not a vacation.” Sure,
Tales from the Vineyard Part 2: Exhibition Night
If you haven’t read Part 1 yet, what sort of demon are you? Because no human I know could overcome the call of chronology. Demon or not, I’m glad you’re here. Because with all the bright lights
Tales from the Vineyard Part 1: The Film Premiere
This story begins long before we arrived on the island of Martha’s Vineyard for the world premiere of our latest film, a documentary about artist Heather Neill. Here’s the short version: Ten years ago, for my
Death of a Darling
‘I don’t say goodbye, that’s all. I’ll just see you when you come back. It’s so much…easier. Ever since I was a little kid, because I was here all winter long and the summer people came,
Queen Mother
After a few years of hemming and hawing, my mother suddenly announced she’d be retiring at the end of the month. This elicited the same question, over and over, from family and friends: “What are you
Inner Fire Dragon (A Woman About to Turn 40)
I was a Bicentennial Baby, born a few months after the nation’s 200th birthday. Half a world away, 1976 held a different significance — it was the year of the Dragon, the only magical creature of