In the Conservatory
I am transfixed by the man’s gaze and gently extended finger, ever so slightly reaching toward the woman as he holds his cigar – leading me to the woman’s hand, to her presence in the work. Their hands barely meet…
Florence
I don’t know what it is that compels my love of Florence over any other city. I’ve walked its narrow, uneven streets, sat quietly at its cafes, joked with the locals, been overwhelmed by the smoldering heat an drenched by…
The Magic of the Louvre
This is me in 2007 front of the Winged Victory of Samothrace. I love this photo because it sums up so much of my trip and the emotion behind it. I was 18. I went to Europe (Italy, France, Spain)…