When I was growing up, I dreamed of working in a greenhouse. I didn't want to grow plants. I wanted to write in a house made of windows. Now, metaphorically, that's what I do. I write in a house full of windows that allow me to look inside other people's houses and lives. And then, through the glass of my camera and lens of my language, I allow others to peek into those houses as well.
I am astonished by the many ways the design prof... read more