At the local carnival there was always some kid who freaked out and made the wiry man who manned the ride’s controls stop the rickety ride mid-spin.  I was that kid. I was the kid who refused to ride even the carousel because it made me dizzy.  By the time I reached my college years, I’d relegated...

photo (c) Stephanie Nikolopoulos I imagine that all New Yorkers have at least one story involving St. Patrick’s Cathedral, regardless of whether or not they’re Catholic.  I grew up just over the George Washington Bridge, in New Jersey, and the cathedral looms large in my relationship with, and understanding...

Some say politics and religion have no place together.  They haven’t seen Michael Caines’ art show Perfect Happiness, currently on view at Mulherin Pollard Projects. Like a child with a pair of scissors and stack of disparate magazines and storybooks, Caines mixes and matches heads of politicians...