That last day in Brooklyn was surreal, trying to hold on to New York, my home of thirty years, the city where I met the love of my life, the birthplace of Luca and Olin.
It’s hard to uproot yourself. It’s requires a leap of faith to let go of one’s certainties. But it seems to me that artists have always understood that we come from the unknown and that - to some extent - we place our bets on the mysterious and unforeseen to help us find ourselves.