Why do we ask people on the street to share personal tales with strangers? To heal the world.
A visit to Poland allowed me to recognize myself in a new way, in a place I never thought was mine
A trip to the concentration camp didn’t turn out the way I’d hoped
A visit to Buchenwald left me feeling defiantly alive
My grandparents survived the Holocaust and struggled to build a new life in America. How can I, as an artist living a relatively pampered life, honor their memories?
The basic elements of identity that we share, from dark humor to jarred gefilte fish
An artist’s impressions of the “Graphic Details: Confessional Comics by Jewish Women” exhibit at Yeshiva University Museum
In a graphic memoir and an online video, two women channel anguish over infertility into art
An illustrated remembrance of halcyon days at fat camp
In a searching memoir, a daughter revisits her father’s deceptions
On the annual trip to visit mom, I fought with her, my boyfriend almost drowned, and I didn’t want to leave
How did we get so anxious?
The rocky road of dating with low expectations
Young and restless at the Palm Beach Jewish Film Festival
The stomach churning persistence of the Jewish day school experience
Giving it all up for California
Chinese food, television, and family fights in the back of the car.
Esther marries indie rock royalty
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