I believe that true beauty of chess is more than enough to satisfy all possible demands.
My mom was an aesthetician and she went to beauty school back in the ’60s. I just remember watching her do her makeup all the time. She always had her nails done, makeup on – her face was ready to go when she went out. I loved it.
We had common interests in the beauty of the French language. We both had a tremendous love of jazz. We shared dreams of getting married and having a family, living in the country, leading an idyllic life.
I was amazed and upset by the looks I got just walking around the studio… It illuminates the ugliness and the beauty that exists within each of us, and that’s what this story represents to me.
So, we just kind of created our own thing and that’s part of the beauty of Athens: is that it’s so off the map and there’s no way you could ever be the East Village or an L.A. scene or a San Francisco scene, that it just became its own thing.