Category: Heartbreak

  • An expat in my own hometown.

    April 22nd, 2013 This was not my plan. I had a great product I was developing in London. I was going to stay there, build the business, become wealthy and eventually a dual citizen. Somewhere around the time my U.K. Visa expired the plan started to de-rail. I came back to the States (at the…

  • Identity reprint

    August 1st, 2011 After my MA, I realized that the constant thread through much of my fine art and through the projects for my MA was a concept of identity and community. My tethers to different communities have faded and others become strong bonds. My definition of family has shifted and grown to include a…

  • I put on pantyhose for this?

    April 26th, 2011 Thursday afternoon’s presentation seemed to be going well enough, though I should have picked up the signals. After years in business, I have a minimum threshold of money on the table before I can be bothered to put myself through the torture of contorting myself into my expensive, but fairly effective, legs…

  • Just another American cheerleader

    November 17th, 2010 Yeah, I had the pep and I had the steam! I was watching yet another video about job searching, this one on the elevator pitch. The woman with the bad bleach job was explaining how it is done. “You don’t want to sound like some American cheerleader.” She said derisively. Great. I…

  • The Longest Night of the Year

    Originally published: December 23rd, 2008 Last night, the winter solstice, I found out just how long one night could be. I’m behind on my packing and couldn’t sleep. Just before 2am my phone rang, I saw who was calling and thought that my friend was just calling because she had a few drinks and wanted…