Reflections from Monaco The Mediterranean light has a quality unlike anywhere else revealing surfaces while somehow simultaneously illuminating what lies beneath them. As I sit on my terrace overlooking Monaco’s harbor, watching light dance across water that shifts between turquoise and navy depending on depth and angle, I’m reminded how this same principle applies to…
The most profound conversations I’ve ever witnessed have occurred without a single word being spoken. In the amber light of my Monaco apartment, I once observed a couple who had forgotten how to hear each other through years of marriage. Their words, polite, practiced, empty, created a flawless simulacrum of communication while revealing nothing. Yet…
A dissection of visual fantasy vs embodied reality If the eyes are windows to the soul, then perhaps we should consider what happens when we train our vision on a two-dimensional representation of one of life’s most profoundly multidimensional experiences. After twenty-four years observing the intimate lives of others, I’ve witnessed a curious pattern emerge…
I have always believed that desire lives in the spaces between breaths. It hovers there, invisible yet palpable, like the moment between lightning and thunder, an electric pause promising revelation. Yet so often, in my twenty-four years of witnessing human intimacy, I’ve observed how we surrender our bodies while keeping our desires imprisoned behind walls…