This evening, as night falls, I am embracing the darkness.  I am allowing the day to come to a close.  I am not turning on the light. Gradually, the muted colors of winter become less distinct outside my window and … Continue reading →

The other morning, outside of my NYC office, I watched as dozens of starlings landed on a pile of dirty snow and began scavenging busily for food, bits of refuse people had left: cigarette butts, a pizza crust, candy wrappers. … Continue reading →

One day last summer I watched a little stream of filthy water trickle down the gutter. Toxic green in color, it was hideous and rank. But as I continued to gaze at it and watch the patterns and ripples as … Continue reading →