So Simple, and Yet…

The first time I made my imaginary brother, it was an electrifying experience. My real older brother Mike is profoundly low functioning, autistic and nonverbal. He has never acknowledged my presence in any way meaningful to me (although I admit that he may have, but I did not understand). I have spent many hours examining the […]

Other Eyes in My Life

In recent posts, I’ve explored the dark eyes in an old photograph of me. I worked with that photograph in the posts: ‘When are Portraits Self Portraits?‘, Dirty Blond, Negative Blond, Disorientation, Eye, Closer, and ‘Underworked?‘. I’m sure that I have squeezed much of the creative potential from that motif. Below is an array of photographs of eyes from my two […]