Darcy Falk

"Scene of the Crime/Crimes of Passion"

A newspaper account detailed the capture of a peeping Tom that was identified by his lip print on an apartment window.

Kissing glass?

What a great metaphor for the pseudo-intimate nature of our society. We hold each other at arm's length, feigning affection. We suppress passion. It's messy and disorganized and wastes our precious time.

But all that fervor, turbulence and rapture are what keep us alive. There is no fountain of youth, only passion!