Posman Books, Grand Central Terminal

I have often stood for long stretches at the corner of East 42nd Street and Vanderbilt Avenue, letting my eyes roam over Grand Central Terminal. It amazes me that before this structure existed, the classic facades and heroic sculptures that adorn the building's exteriors, the cavernous interiors with its vast ceiling of mirrored constellations, and... Continue Reading →

I Am Not Fine Thank You

Not many people like the truth. That is the fact. I also write in cliches. I do not like that. I told that to the homeless person sitting next to me to whom I had given 2 dollars, even though she had just asked for change. "God bless you baby" she had said and sat... Continue Reading →

In The Cafe Of Lost Youth

Paris is ever present in "In the Cafe of Lost Youth". It is gray and steeped in memory. Like an old wartime photo of Poland. The kind of photo that you think of when the mind is going blank and you acknowledge time is running right by you inexorably. But in a good-sad way. The... Continue Reading →

Sound Tracks To My Everyday Life

If you've known me long enough I might have at some point talked about my biggest dream of making a movie. A movie that moves anyone who sees it. A sequence of visuals, dreamscapes, sounds and stories melded into artistic perfection. I come across many such movies and am awed by the vision and perfection of each... Continue Reading →

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