Witnessing Tania Stavreva on piano at the National Opera Center of New York- Opera America, one rainy October night, rekindled my affinity for the lost art. Taking lessons, performing recitals and wooing family members on the black baby grand in our marble-sky lit living room as a kid, the piano became less accessible and more of a […]
“A manual laborer seeking to exhibit his work in an artistic light needs precise vertical and horizontal coordinates through which he can rummage in search of ineluctable truths.” Emilio began with stockings in the 60’s. ‘The stocking is the frozen image […]
Glitterati You meet people in the winter Because they sparkle Mesmerizing, the reflection of yourself in the water Freezing and seizing your every stare Refracting momentary glare back unto Angelic faces standing behind you. Glitterati—spying ahead, we wed Those boiling with compliments In the dead of winter. Jacuzzi filled Tears wipe […]
