September 2017

"What's your way of being?" she asked. "Oh. All crooked," Clem replied with a fleeting smile. "I'm all crooked." In The Ballroom, Hope's latest work, a dance hall becomes more than just a setting—it transforms into a sanctuary of forgetting, a place where damaged souls collide.

"We should always behave in ways that make us nostalgic later. That means creating beauty. No matter what happens—obsessive objective—create beauty." Reinhardt doesn't mess around. This book demands you pay attention or get left behind.