As I stuffed my keys into my teeny front pant pocket I gave thought to this jingly mass I was holding. It’s a little much to carry. I think it’s time to get rid of my keychain, but I am loathe to do so because it’s one that Mark brought back from the Museum of […]
Many moons ago there was a photography exhibit at the Saw Gallery in which women posed with their bodies. So simple, and not so simple. We are our bodies. We own them. Yet these photos represented several disjointed and faceless parts of women’s bodies: hands, feet, squished bo0bs and bellies. Were they body parts the […]