Last night it was raining when we landed in Park City. I knew Utah was beautiful in August, but I forgot it was quiet: when you’re tucked in and very c…
by Cecily Brown I learned what it means to be a woman from perfume ads in Vogue and Madame Bovary. I watched children’s TV shows until I was a teenager…
by Peter Sacks (love you Mina!) I get asked more about sharing my life than anything else. As in: how do I share more of myself online? How do I feel c…
from Knots by R.D. Laing Two of my knots: Years ago I had an episode of magical thinking that took the form of love—basically, it was the belief that a…
Sometimes people meet me in real life after only reading my Substack and say, “You’re different from what I expected.” Similarly, longtime friends will…
by Jadé Fadojutimi It’s hard to be disagreeable. It’s especially difficult if you’re socially conditioned from a young age to be likable and accommodat…
by Georgia O’Keeffe Yesterday I snapped at my puppy. He was having a wild case of the zoomies in the backyard and trying to rip my favorite sweatshirt …
by Manet Years ago I had a good friend who always had crushes on unavailable women. Specifically, unavailable in this tantalizing way where they seemed…
The Kitchen Table by Paul Cezanne From What I Loved: “That’s the problem with seeing things. Nothing is clear. Feelings, ideas shape what’s in front of…
A few years ago I wanted very much for someone to take me under their wing. There was a lot of uncertainty in my life. I wanted to someone to help me d…
From 2015, when I was visiting Japan: Why find yourself when you can lose yourself? I’m in a cramped room in Itabashi, squeezed into the middle of thre…
by Georgia O’Keeffe I was thinking about a word for the opposite of nostalgia, by which I mean a memory of the past that evokes unmixed joy instead of …