There are things in life that truly matter. And there are things in life that truly don't matter. And then there is all that grey area in between. One minute our priorities seem in order. Then something happens and those priorities don't stack up so well. Quite often I'll look out my Brooklyn apartment windows to see what's going on out there or just to see the sky. Other times I'll just look at the windows. They could use a cleaning. Those shades in the bedroom aren't looking so good anymore. There is an artist who is excited about hanging new curtains in her baby's room. She sees it all coming together. She sees the window but does she see out the window? Will she see what's going on out there, or in here for that matter? Her story is called Window Dressing
