I can’t conceive of cooking in a sunny place like Florida
because my motivation comes from the changing seasons.
That’s why I decided to live in New York.
You must take personal responsibility.
You cannot change the circumstances, the seasons, or the wind,
but you can change yourself.
That is something you have charge of.
To be interested in the changing seasons
is a happier state of mind
than to be hopelessly in love with spring.
When the seasons shift,
even the subtle beginning,
the scent of a promised change,
I feel something stir inside me.
Hopefulness? Gratitude? Openness?
Whatever it is, it’s welcome.
For me it was sort of career suicide to work in color,
but I did it because I perceived myself
from an early stage
to be interested in seasonality –
the changing of the seasons –
that’s what I deeply loved.