Archives for the month of: October, 2014

On this crisp and spitting Wednesday morning in Queens I find myself immobilized by the snail’s pace at which my writing progresses. You see, I can see the progress. I can feel it. In fact, I am apt to embrace the slowness. To cherish it. When are we afforded such opportunities to move slowly? No, it is not my own impatience with immobility that frustrates me. In my artistic work I relish slowness, and even stillness for that matter. I love choreographing still bodies on stage to illustrate how even still bodies are still moving. It is in stillness that we heighten our senses to notice the minute; the twinge of a toe or the flaring of the nostrils on a breath in become perceptible when everything around them is left still. These details heighten our perception of the world around us, and give us access into a part of our experience that we might not otherwise notice. I think the same is true with writing slowly, and therefore I would like to embrace the fact that I am slowly writing my dissertation. Not quickly. Not in a rush. But with patience and practice, so that that the details of my arguments can reveal themselves amidst the relative stillness of the words on the page. The twinges of toes and the flaring of nostrils can be included in my argument, rather than left out in the face of flying fingers and careless argumentation. But it is the temporalities that surround me that make me anxious about slowness, or even stillness. What happens to my own minutia when those around me grand jete through the dissertation? I think I will find out, because the writing is slow whether I like it or not.

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At the beginning of August we adopted a dog from a great animal shelter in SoHo called Animal Haven. Our pooch, or “the roocher” as we affectionately call her is just around one year old, weighs in at 13 pounds, and is a white fluffy ball of energy. She’s definitely a mutt, but we’re almost positive she has poodle in her. As for the mix, we’ve heard Bichon and Maletese the most. We kept the name that Animal Haven gave her, Lainie. When I first when to Animal Haven to ask about adoption, they let me know that a puppy had just arrived who fit my bill perfectly. When Lainie came down the stairs she bolted in my direction, gave me plenty of kisses, and ultimately fell submissively to her back for some nice belly rubs. I let Joey know how sweet she was and after he got to meet her we decided to go for it. She’s fabulous around children and other dogs, and is obsessed – read, OBSESSED – with people. She struggles with some separation anxiety, but has improved tremendously since we got her. We only help that the issue will get easier as she grows older. And while she is definitely in her mischievous teenage years, our schedules are quickly adapting to having a dog and we couldn’t be happier to have Lainie in our fold.

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When I was diagnosed with cancer family and friends bombarded me with instructions on how to not only survive, but also thrive in the face of cancer. To be a successful cancer survivor you must eat a raw organic vegan gluten free diet, drink a green juice each morning, dry brush your skin daily, soak in Epsom salts and baking soda each night, drink a minimum of 15 glasses of reverse osmosis purified water daily, abstain from alcohol and caffeine, buy BPA free EVERYTHING, wear organic materials, meditate, practice yoga, get acupuncture, have an incredible therapist, buy an $800 air purifier, continue your career in a way that fulfills you and without any stress, get a therapy dog, and be an expert on any potential carcinogen (make up, cell phones, soy, celery anyone?). This is only a smattering of the most mainstream prescriptions that I received. Beating cancer was the easy part, but performing the part of healthy girl was another story.

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