Did you read the part that says, ‘Your hair is like a flock of goats’? How romantic is that? Or that other line, ‘Your neck is like the tower of David.’ Oh, now, that sounds...

And I’ve got THIS,” I pulled out the signum and held it up for him to see, “that says I’m kindred. And I’ve got THIS,” I pointed at my head, “that says I’m as smart...

How about I take you to my studio? Much less dangerous. Plus, I need a model and you could sit for me.””You want me to sit for a portrait?” I asked stunned.”Actually, at the moment...

Natural talent!” crowed Vincent, sweeping my sweaty self up into his arms and pacing across the room, holding me like a trophy. “Of course my girlfriend’s got it. In truckloads! How else could she have...

Katie quickly learned the best way is to see another world entirely.

her daughter”.

Her head titled to the side and her eyebrows crept up her face. It was her uh-durrr face, she was just too kind to actually say it to me.

I was deep in a dream about photography-walking through a strange city with buildings that stretched so high they disappeared into the clouds. And every time I took a picture of one, it shivered and...

In some ways it does, but it’s a bit like running a long race with a rock in your shoe. You get used to it, but it always hurts a little.