On Pain and Power

“Midpoint,” Aviva Rahmani photocollage 18”x20”

When I was 14, I successfully lobbied my parents to be sent away to school. I intuitively knew my survival depended on being someplace else. My mother sold her jewelry to afford my tuition and by my last year in school abroad, I prepared my portfolio to apply to Parsons School of Design and I was on my way.

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