Portrait: John (Phillip Wilkins) Art: Musician, Screenwriter, Songwriter Known for: Co-founding The Postmarks; Art Director for The Weekly World News Location: Los Angeles, CA Tell us about you (i.e. anything that is significant in giving you identity, meaning, human shape)… If there were three defining moments in your life, what would they be and why?… Read More Portrait 5: John
There’s a strange fraternal order several of my friends and I belong to – namely, it’s for those who have lost a parent very young. In theory, there has been no rhyme or reason as to why we’ve all crossed paths, but the reality – I know – is that we were meant to find… Read More The Fraternity
When I get to see my friends and their families, I sometimes find myself watching their kids with a silly smile on my face. I mean, unless they’re screaming or generally going insane for any number of reasons. These little people are my friends, come to life (again), 10-15-25 years later (I’m lucky, yes, my… Read More True Strength
I’ll preface this by saying I am not a psychologist. However, living in two major cities for my entire life, I think that human behavior is most acutely seen when there’s a critical mass of people and competition for (perceived) resources. Still, I feel humans have a duty to act respectfully to each other. Always.… Read More Little Behaviors
Me, at 14 Being 14, smart and part of a family that was somewhat famous for keeping important information away from my delicate and innocent ears… was difficult. I was only filtered piecemeal details about the day (night?) my dad was admitted to the hospital for heart failure. He had likely had a heart attack,… Read More A Parallel Walk
Note: this post was inspired by a Facebook comment by one of my best friends in life about the fat shaming her child/ren have been forced to deal with at the hands of other kids. Kids aren’t simply cruel. They’re the very best and very worst of whatever any human could ever be. No, this… Read More Fat Shaming
My mom has a long history of being funny, artsy, quirky – and infuriating. At least, when I was little, I thought she was the most infuriating person on the face of the planet. We were often at odds, and I was convinced that her every move was meant to traumatize me in some small… Read More Thinking About My Success
