She didn’t see him, not yet, and that irked him. The flame of her hair burned against the sterile backdrop of white chairs and green grass. He wondered who she was. A cousin? A friend? Someone’s third wife-to-be? No matter. He decided then and there that she should see him.

Water was Noah Savett's silent foe, his nemesis since that day, that awful day, when his toilet became a wellspring of abominations

John Van Alstine and Noah Savett combined their talents to create the 911 memorial "Tempered By Memory". This is the story of the sculpture creation.

If desire could be physically clutched, it would be a vise—strong, unyielding, and essential. The "Erotic Passage" sculpture is not just an exploration of sensuality; it is an exploration of the very nature of desire, a force that shapes and defines human experience in much the same way that a vise shapes and defines metal in the hands of a skilled craftsman.

Ah, but love, like art, is a tapestry woven with threads of both adoration and frustration. Our entanglement was a tumultuous dance of affection and disdain, a symphony of emotions that echoed through the corridors of time. I loved her, and yet I hated her, ensnared in the paradox of passion and resentment.

One afternoon, as I sat in a small café, pondering my next move, a man took the seat next to me. It was Gideon Samuels, an American who introduced himself as a reporter for Rolling Stone. He was there to write an article on a new Asian form of blues and rock, a precursor to what we now know as K-pop.

Through "Lil Dynamo," Noah Savett invites viewers to reflect on their own experiences of fear and desire. The sculpture stands as a reminder that even in our moments of greatest uncertainty, there is strength to be found in confronting our fears head-on.

As he swam, he felt a profound sense of liberation wash over him. Life seemed to melt away, replaced by a primal instinct to connect with the natural world around him. Noah moved through the water with a grace and fluidity he had never known, each stroke a testament to his new found freedom.

In 1992, as the Bosnian Civil War erupted, I found myself traveling through Eastern Europe, only to become trapped in the besieged city of Sarajevo.

Standing in the shadow of that imposing culvert pipe, I was filled with a mixture of awe and apprehension. Its monumental presence was a testament to human ingenuity intertwined with nature's relentless flow. Little did I know that within its somber depths, I was about to embark on an odyssey that would challenge the core of my being and redefine my very existence.

... a 16-year-old with a taste for adventure, was on a high school trip to Washington, D.C. Not one to conform to the humdrum itinerary of the group ,...