About twenty years ago, I remember driving on narrow, undulating roads, through verdant countryside. We were in the Eifel, Germany, it was early afternoon and we were on the way to Kraftwerk Heimbach, the electric power station built in Jugendstil in 1905. A...
I remember sitting on a low pouffe opposite my English “auntie” in her arm chair, holding my arms wide as she unraveled on old jumper, feeding the wool thread in a loop around my outstretched hands and then slowly rhythmically winding the reclaimed thread into a...
Narrow gauge track to Chelmno | Photo by Global Story Films Three Journeys to Poland You could say they were Pilgrimages to the edges of my world. Each of the three journey ended at the place of death and the desecration of my parents’ bodies. On May 2, 2010 ten of us...
Art by Laura Nathan A Metaphor for Love and Loss This morning Laura Nathan posted two photographs on Instagram with a meditation on the metaphors she had discovered while reading A Garland for Ashes. I have stitched and torn apart and restitched and torn apart this...
How does it compare with a New York Bagel? I found the answer to my questions on the rooftop at the Global Ambassador Hotel, Camelback Road, here in Phoenix, on a warm and sunny February day. George and I have celebrated over 50 of my birthdays together and it takes ...
