I miss being 8 years old and how freely I danced. My mother was in graduate school, and she listened to classical music while she studied. And I would dance. And dance and dance. I loved to move. Until puberty. This is familiar story to so many women. The moment when their body became a stranger. The realization that their […]
Do you love your body?
Why learning how to box made me a better artist
There you are, remote in hand, the kids driving you nuts, trying to read the mood of your significant other, feeling defensive and/or pouty. Out of the corner of your eye, you see the table, piled with clutter, where, if you weren’t so “lazy” and “untalented,” you would be creating. But the thought of creating is so blah, who cares? […]