/// {{Wondering what’s going on here?? Almost a year ago, I found myself on bad terms with the person in the mirror. So I made a commitment: every day for forty days, I’d take *one* photograph of my body that I could honestly see as beautiful. Want to follow my journey? Start here.}}
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Same Body, Second Glance: Day Two
July 2, 2014 Yesterday, I shared my commitment to take a single daily photograph of my body that I could honestly see as beautiful. Today, I found the beauty caught in early morning light stabbing through the blinds… ❤ This post is part of a series. To start at the beginning, click here.
Same Body, Second Glance: Day One
July 1, 2014 Friends: more than a decade ago, I accomplished the hardest thing I have ever done when I recovered from a longtime eating disorder. Since then, my relationship with my body has been like too many marriages of about the same age: healthy, but not always happy. Content, but not always joyous. Over […]
Same Body, Second Glance: A Bold Attempt to See Myself Anew
A few days ago, I promised to unveil a new project today … One that was vulnerable. One that scared me. This is it. * Almost a year ago, I found myself in a kind of a rut. I’d been recovered from an on-again, off-again eating disorder for more than a decade by then. I […]
The Way of Escape
You find yourself in a windowless room — the walls crumbling plaster, gray. (I know this because I am there too). You don’t know how long you’ve been there, but you know it’s been a long time, because there’s a hunger in the back of your eyes: for color, light — carmine, sun-yellow, cobalt. Your body is stiff, hunched, the bones nearly bent. The ceiling is […]
When I am on my knees at the water’s edge …
I go down to the river with my camera. The water is slowing to ice but the shoreline is still wet, the grass flecked with drops like diamonds. Maybe tears. I get down on my knees and part the dead rushes, brown tufts, looking for green. I am thinking of a certain kindred spirit, who has been […]
Ordinary Things, Meaning and Mystery (a moment when I sound like a total flake and don’t care)
It might sound obvious, but whenever I look at my favorite photographs or paintings, I have the confident sense that they mean something … I’m just not really sure what. It’s the peripheral-vision pull of it — the feeling that something important is just out of reach — that attracts me. (I’m much less interested in things I’m sure […]
Florida in Monochrome, or, Why I’m a Strange Soul Who Gets Overwhelmed by Too Much Prettiness
For the past seven days, I soaked up all the summer I could in southern Florida. I showed up hungry for sunlight, searing heat, green. And I have to say, Florida delivered: As the car shot toward the Keys on long white bridges spanning the water, the Sunshine State rolled itself out like a green-and-blue […]
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