The big day arrived…the opening of Kishore’s solo exhibition. His parents would not be able to visit. He wanted my mother and an older artist he had invited to light the ceremonial lamp to inaugurate the exhibition. I called my mother. I felt overwhelmed by the weight...
I left the world of finance and academia and entered the woo-woo world of flower essences. This was an abrupt and dramatic shift. I felt like an outcast on both sides of the great divide. Stripped of a title, without a clearly defined job, I struggled to explain what...
