I have just been introduced to a marvelous artist who has come up with a much better vehicle for tears than reality television. Meet Sarah Scott, an incredible painter and writer who has decided to use her skills to transform other peoples pain into something beautiful. It is a task that I consider no less than Rumplestilzkinesque, and by which I am inordinately intrigued, considering my own history. So, if you happen to find yourself tearing up, seize the day, and snap a photo for Sarah, particularly if you are male. You’ll note in the video which Sarah has made that, contrary to whatever Fergie thinks, it’s the big BOYS that don’t cry. (god, I wish I could escape that song. It’s everywhere.)