by Art Saves Lives | Apr 1, 2025 | Art Saves Lives, Blog
Seeing her in the gallery, I moved to stand / in her presence. Instantaneous connection / with the face on the canvas amplified the / disconnect with the one in my mirror. I have long been fascinated by artists and their art, but believed I was incapable of creation....
by Art Saves Lives | Mar 9, 2025 | Art Saves Lives, Blog
I sat cross-legged on a curb in the middle of New Jersey in the middle of the 1970s and wrote a poem about despair. I was fourteen, it was humid and windless, and I was waiting outside my father’s girlfriend’s apartment to go home where my father and I had barricaded...
by Art Saves Lives | Feb 1, 2025 | Art Saves Lives, Blog
Usually, I am one to find the thread of dark humor even in the worst of circumstances. But I found myself at a loss. I had been increasingly depressed and anxious since a confluence of world and family events descended, including family deaths and friends’ severe...
by Art Saves Lives | Jan 2, 2025 | Art Saves Lives, Blog
For most of my life, I could not bear my own face. Though I would recognize what I saw in the mirror as familiar, I did not feel it was mine. What I did feel was that it was wrong. I was raised like a prisoner on an island that most consider a paradise. My parents...
by Art Saves Lives | Nov 27, 2024 | Art Saves Lives, Blog
We admire stoics. Those who bear the wounds of this life in venerable silence. The grandfather or uncle who never spoke of their wartime experiences, for instance. We might pity stoics, too. Those who never found a voice of their own—the words, the ability, the...
