An Enigma Wrapped in a Cypher
BY CYNDI GREENING, PHOENIX, USA – I got home LATE Sunday evening. Flight delays out of LaGuardia. Missed flight in Denver. Two hour Super Shuttle trip home. No wonder I was wiped out yesterday. I was finally able to get my head back into work today. 
After two good meetings with distributors and broadcasters in NYC last week, I'm feeling eager to get going on this project and others. We were back at editing today and also started working on new scripts. I wish there were more hours in the day. There just isn't enough time to do all of the things I want to do. And my phone call return is far worse than usual. Even five minutes is precious these days.
Last week, at the Met, I snapped this photo of Pam looking at a painting of Mary Magdelene. I ended up liking the photo so much that I wanted to use it even though I didn't really have anything to write about it at that moment. Pam got me going with this whole "Where are all the women in art history?" question ... not to mention, where are all of the women in history. This photograph evokes the gestalt of the inquiry. We've got a woman, taking a picture of a woman who is looking at a woman who appears to be hiding herself from view ... the painting an interpretation by a man. An enigma wrapped in a cypher buried in a puzzle struggling to find the light of day. Or the organic form of one of those infinite mirror photos.