jpaigeloczi

10/12/2026

Beauty in a changing world.

10/11/2026

Gussied up

09/28/2026

NYC beauty in all its forms: Armory, Surge, Iris Van Herpen, life and the streets of NYC/

09/28/2026

Rarely have I seen such veracity, facility and mastery. Each dancer, with decades of dedication, bore fruit in these precious moments. I held my breath for the hour and 15 minute uninterrupted run. This piece responds to what it means to be a woman (of a certain age) during this time of Epstein, Cornell & Mano sphere. The choreography, the set, the minimalist production were all astounding. RUN, don’t walk to the showing when this returns to the Joyce next February.

09/19/2026

09/03/2026

Rest easy bright being

08/30/2026

Greeters

08/27/2026

These prayers are for the sacred waters of Tibet and Nepal. Never have I met a more peaceful people. Never have I felt more reverence for spirit and the daily commitment for prayer. May balance be restored. May we remember our place within the larger web of life and our responsibility to all sentient beings.

08/16/2026

Sometimes, to interrupt a pattern, we have to interrupt the pattern.

Allow me to elaborate.

This week, I stopped by the lake house to review the recent kitchen remodel. When I arrived, I saw the tile installation—and my immediate reaction was incredulity.

I mean, in what world does this out-of-place tile look correct?

I got angry. For a moment, I even felt righteous in my anger.

Then I paused.

I went for a walk. Later, I journaled about what I was grateful for. It was my 55th birthday, after all, and I have so much to be grateful for: my health, my family, and this new house—a place that has already become a refuge for me.

As the day moved on, I became more able to hold gratitude alongside disappointment. Eventually, I found the perfection in this very imperfect installation.

Sometimes, to interrupt a pattern, we have to interrupt the pattern.

I laughed out loud as I recognized the lesson: one tailored to pierce my attachment to perfect pictures. A reminder that life is too important to be ruled by rules, expectations, and rigidity alone.

By the time I spoke with the project manager the next day, I began by wondering whether I could have been clearer in my instructions.

Her response?

“The moment I saw the installation, I was flabbergasted.”

Suffice it to say, the tile will be corrected.

But the lesson remains: disruption is not always a mistake in the story. Sometimes, it is the story.