above: collaboration with Edith, age 22 m. When I first learned I was pregnant, I was awash with gratitude. This had been a fervent desire for a long time, and it felt like the fulfillment of destiny. Motherhood, I felt… Read more ›
by Dacia Fusaro It’s late February and I am visiting the Huntington Gardens in Pasadena for the third time this week. My three-month-old daughter is secured against my chest in a baby wrap, her head turning left to right, craning… Read more ›
above: This picture has a story. I was driving, and having a particularly rough day grieving Bill. I came to a high peak in Fenner and the sun just shot out of the sky with the back drop of a… Read more ›
These winter-themed images of life and beauty arise from within the darkest of times, when everything has a cold and hardened surface. All of my images beg us take a little time and look closer to find the beauty, the… Read more ›
photo above: Loucks Farm: bike, chickens, and greenhouse…looks like a liberal lives here! 🙂 One winter morning while prepping for class I realized I was on the verge of becoming a hypocrite. I stared at my computer screen and the rubric… Read more ›
I attended a public high school in my neighborhood, Washington Heights. I found himself always asking uncomfortable and challenging questions about what I was learning. These experiences and unanswered questions led to the creation of the Critical Theory and Social… Read more ›
On a late summer night, in a dark basement bar somewhere in lower Manhattan, a handsome magician does a card trick for a cluster of young women. They are awed. Then, “Do you want to know how it’s done?” he… Read more ›
by Curt Stager …on lakes of the Adirondacks.