Chameleon is a portrait of a dear friend. I had the opportunity to live with her for a little less than two years. In close proximity, I noticed the way she beautifully balanced the act of fulfilling the roles expected of her by individuals and society with her own needs and desires. Sometimes going out of her way for others’ benefit dovetailed nicely with her personal goals. Other times, she felt overwhelmed by the demands on her time and emotions. There were moments when she was able to run full speed, taking action to fulfill her dreams, and others when she felt consumed with fear about the future. Chameleon is, at its most basic, my metaphoric interpretation of my friend’s life during those several months we lived together. It also represents the way many women in our culture navigate internal and external pressures and the way that process leads us to “change our skin.” We conform, accommodate, harmonize, reconcile, relate, compromise, and yield. We also want to make our mark, stand out, rebel, be heard, be seen, be autonomous, and change the world. Chameleon, I hope, can be a window into the complexity of others’ lives, and a mirror of our own.