I was in high school when Star Trek was first on the air. In a typical geeky, asocial, teenage way, I told my Mom I wanted to be like Spock. Thank goodness I

I was in high school when Star Trek was first on the air. In a typical geeky, asocial, teenage way, I told my Mom I wanted to be like Spock. Thank goodness I outgrew that phase. Forty-five years later, he came to the Museum of Fine Arts, Houston, and I attended a lecture on his extensive photographic work of nude, corpulent women. It blew my mind to see the massive sweep of his artistic and intellectual range. He was so much more than Spock, the character. The world tries to pigeon hole us in something that catches the popular fancy, and Leonard Nimoy very deliberately never let that keep him from his artistic pursuits.