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  • Are you there, God? It’s me, Taylor.

    Are you there, God? It’s me, Taylor.

    I had pictured God and Santa Claus side-by-side on a celestial cloud watching my every move, reading my every thought, and making little tic marks beside my name each time I did something wrong—a running tally of my badness which would decide my short-term fate at Christmas and the long-term fate of my soul.

  • Baby, I’m back

    Baby, I’m back

    Confession: At age five, I was kicked out of ballet.

  • Women Painting Women

    Women Painting Women

    Highlights from The Modern Among my very favorite kinds of places to spend time (and money) are restaurants and Modern art museums, so when A. told me his dad wanted us to meet at the Café Modern in Ft. Worth for Father’s Day brunch, I was happy to come along. Better than the meal itself…

  • An Ode to Public Transport

    An Ode to Public Transport

    In a Station of the Metro A. took this photo when he came to visit me during the weeklong vacation I had for Toussaint. It’s a photo I return to often: not only because it is beautiful—the ceiling wet with colored light, the compositional spiral, the long, leading lines—but also because there is a love…