Here I am. Girl, reflected in a frame. Frame, with another body inside of it, and it’s almost as if we are both of one body now. But you can see me only if I adjust the lights, just right enough. Our bodies exist within the continuum of other bodies; only then they...
There is an old Native American tale – the tale of two wolves fighting. It is a tale of great insight and great meaning. An old Cherokee decided to teach his grandson a great wisdom, so he sat him down and said: “There is a terrible fight within me, my...
