Red met White in a Keith Haring painting in 1982, and saw each other again that same year in one of the light cycles from the movie, Tron. Red was like, call me, and White was all like, I don't call, I return.
Red is everywhere. It is nearly impossible to avoid, especially during the holidays. I dare say that even the little black dress is red this time of year. So call me crazy when I say that I'm just not in the zone -- the red zone that is.
In Lusaka, Zambia, people gather at the Cathedral of the Child Jesus on World AIDS Day for a candlelight service to remember loved ones killed by AIDS. I go to light candles and pray for my three children who died in the nineties, when a diagnosis of HIV here was a death sentence.
It is going to require a renewed commitment by the public and private sectors to excite and activate people around the world to bring an end to HIV/AIDS. The (RED)RUSH TO ZERO campaign is the kind of aggressive action that is needed to make this goal a reality.
Mark Rothko's biography provides the grist for high drama. He struggled with personal and artistic torments throughout his adult life before committing suicide at the age of 66. Red is the powerful exploration of the mind and methods of the artist.