My Paris Favorite: Claude Monet, the Water Lilies, and L’Orangerie

“Thanks to water, [Monet] has become the painter of what we cannot see. He addresses that invisible spiritual surface that separates light from reflection. Airy azure captive of liquid azure … Color rises from the bottom of the water in clouds, in whirlpools.” Claude Monet, Water Lilies, Paris and L’Orangerie This month, I’m sharing someContinue reading “My Paris Favorite: Claude Monet, the Water Lilies, and L’Orangerie”

Claude Monet, the Water Lilies, Paris and L’Orangerie

“Thanks to water, [Monet] has become the painter of what we cannot see. He addresses that invisible spiritual surface that separates light from reflection. Airy azure captive of liquid azure … Color rises from the bottom of the water in clouds, in whirlpools.”   Claude Monet, the Water Lilies, Paris and L’Orangerie My family andContinue reading “Claude Monet, the Water Lilies, Paris and L’Orangerie”

Putting It All Out There (and Surviving the Criticism)

Twenty years ago this summer, I walked a Paris runway for the first time in Elite‚Äôs Look of the Year in France, my first real exposure to the world of modeling. Somehow, at fifteen years old and standing five-foot-nine-and-one-half inches tall, I had been selected from a Midwestern small town to compete with fifty girlsContinue reading “Putting It All Out There (and Surviving the Criticism)”