File this under "Curious Collector Encounters". 1983. A Sunday morning in the summer. I took the train from New Haven, CT to Midtown Manhattan to deliver 2 paintings to a new collector. I walked into a small office and sat on the couch facing the elder lawyer's desk. [...]
"Just this breath and the movement that flows from it." I was practicing Ai Chi in my neighborhood outdoor pool last summer and my new filmmaker friend asked if I was staging "Performance Art". I describe Ai Chi as similar to Tai Chi - slow, deliberative progressive [...]
"Take me to the Tate." In 1990 I was pregnant with our first child. I left the doctor's office with the pregnancy confirmed and went directly to a travel agent office. "Book me a flight to London". I knew that if I didn't see Turner's paintings right away, [...]
During my junior year of college I had a super serious brain operation in Montreal. I brought my sketchbooks and Rapidograph pens and ink to the hospital for the multi-weeks' stay. In the hospital library was a book on butterflies. I drew and drew from that book. The [...]
Last year I was sorting through books, doing a hard cull down before packing to move. The art books were the toughest to let go. I had so many, and inherited even more from my Mom several years ago. Her collection included Asian Art, art from Latin America, [...]
