I write from Brooklyn, New York, where I currently live, but am from West Palm Beach, Florida. Tiger is my middle name. If you don’t believe me you can come find me on the steps at Union Square and I’ll show you my ID. The only things I consistently do on a daily basis are sit there and people watch and eaves drop, listen to Billy Joel’s “Vienna,” drink wine, write, and obsess over art. I, obviously and sadly, never do them all at the same time because drinking in public is illegal.I do, however, share Leo Tolstoy’s definition of art, that it is “a human activity…to evoke in oneself a feeling one has once experienced, and having evoked it in oneself, then, by means of movements, lines, colors, sounds, or forms expressed in words, so to transmit that feeling that others may experience the same feeling…and that other people are infected by these feelings and also experience them.” Sometimes when I read that I get chills.
The rest of my time is devoted to my mission to try everything once, but I am concerned I have become a bit too open to new experiences. After recently seeing an ad on craigslist searching for a kidney donor, I thought, “Hmm. Never imagined doing that, so maybe.”
Anyway, it’s very nice to meet you.