I am a person who is not easily placed in a box, let alone a text box. I have been told that I do not look like I belong in this era-- that my appearance conjures associations with Gibson Girls, or, more recently, 1920s flappers. Things that are old-fashioned do resonate with me. I am into simplcity, lo-tech solutions and no-tech diversions, jerry-rigging screens to stay in place on my window, imperfections and things that are slightly off kilter. If you know the Japanese philosophy of wabi-sabi, that pretty much describes my aesthetic and world view. I consider myself liberal, am philosophical but never (I hope) on too high of a soap box.
Like all humans, I am filled with contradictions: I love NYC, its landscape of cement, brick, and steel, green sprouting up in spite of itself, but I am a door knock away from being a Transcendentalist, and try to be near the ocean and mountains as much as possible. I feel wistful about Greenwich Village-- my home--in the 50s, but really have no time for nostalgia. (There was never a good old days...)I love the idea of painting the town red, but am happy hanging out in my apartment and looking out at the sky with a glass of wine. I am reserved, maybe even shy, and love to listen to people, but I am energized by telling friends an involved story, and have performed on stage since 2nd grade. I love animals, but am not vegetarian. I am independent, but ready to become attached to someone special and cool. Those last two things are not contradictory by the way-- maybe none of them are...
My Ideal Person:
Someone: comfortable in his skin, into books, ideas,and conversations that expand, kind to children and animals, kind in general, as nice to the boss as the busboy, loves his work, is curious about the world and the people in it, has ambition and focus but can relax and kick back on a day off, loves his family, but has separated in a healthy way, hmmmmm....I know there's more but I have to meet you to remember. At the end of the day it is all a bit mysterious, though, isn't it?
My most humbling moment
At the request of my intellectual and intimidating grandfather,
giving a "speech" at the age of 13 at my extended
family Christmas dinner- I think I quoted something I had
heard about Family on Oprah
The best or worst lie I've ever told
I'm not sure what I think.
Fill in the blank: _____ is sexy; _____ is sexier.
Lake; Ocean
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