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Giacometti, Arthur and Rothko

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 Years ago I got into a taxi with my large portfolio.   "What have you got there?" said the cabby. "It's my work," I said, "I go to Art School." "That's a nice hobby for you," he said. "I plan to make it my life's work!" "Well, you know what they say; 'Happy the man who loves his work and one woman.' " Then he turned all the way around in his seat to get a look at me and said, "I guess that might work for a woman, too."  I agreed, but finding The One wasn't easy.       In High School my best friend Susan went out with Dan, the coolest boy in the school--a student  activist, a "serious person," and cute in that early Sixties way of short hair but not too short, khakis,  button-down shirts and tan bucks.  He used to take her into the city to visit the Museum of Modern Art.   They had a favorite painting.      He sent her a postcard that said, "Giacometti is dead, the world will re

Two Exhibitions

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 I have two great shows coming up. One I'm participating in and one I'm the godmother for. The first is a New York Artists Circle show titled City Life:Captured, Seen and Unseen  curated by Lori Horowitz and Kathleen Migliore-Newton  Creating a collage of City Life, Lori Horowitz and Kathleen Migliore-Newton selected 25 artworks representing various viewpoints. In the choreography of the street one can maintain privacy or reach for connection. Avoidance v. interaction,Anonymity vs. Recognition: cultural signals, economic differences and social issues are woven into this vast sea of humanity. It will be online with a Zoom opening on Monday, February 6th.  I'll be telling you more as the time approaches and I hope you join us.  The second, beginning this Sunday, January 22nd, sponsored by Art at First in the Great Hall Gallery at First Presbyterian Church is Spiritual Travellers   Curated by Max Kornfield, this exhibit   features work created as a visual expression of the art

The New Year

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Well, the year is not quite brand new but it's still fresh and hopeful. Today is Friday the 13.  My grandmother, born on March 13,1899 always said it was a lucky day. Monday I'll say Happy Birthday to  my son, Sam, here in a birthday card he and his friend, Vanessa, made for me when Lucy was a puppy. Here he is,  a little more mature, again holding something precious. Monday we also celebrate the life and work of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.  Here he is on this week's New Yorker cover by Pola Maneli titled "Family Man." In recent years The New Yorker has remembered Dr. King almost every January.                                                                                                 Here's 2022.                                                                                                     2020                                                                                                          2018                                                

Happy New Year! Looking Back and Facing Forward

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 This week I'm making plans and getting organized.  Last week I worked hard to completely fill my 2022 datebook before the year ended and made a bunch of collages. Here's the book--so full I can't close it.          And here are some of its pages.  A Japanese print of a crane with willows; I may do a drawing like this. A Rhino with a collection of globes. Whales and bed linens. I"m pretty sure this portrait is by Robert Henri, pronounced Hen-rye, a founding member of the Ashcan School, author of The Art Spirit , a book found on every artist's bookshelf. I love the way he uses red in his faces.  Don't you love her? Enhancement with markers. Abstraction of navy blue and pink--a favorite combination. Lime! This looks like an Alma Thomas--it was on a magazine cover. I love to play with scale. A house on Sutton Place. And a rhino in Venice. This is so much fun--so devil-may-care after the painstaking pen and ink work, as much as I love drawing.  When my drawing muse

Now Announcing!

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 My story , The Lawrence Tree is published in Flora Fiction and now available on line.  To save you  trouble, here it is! Click on the first link for the whole magazine, and on the second for me, on page 92. Flora Fiction Magazine The Lawrence Tree, page/92

But Where do those Presents Come From?

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How could I have written about Christmas presents without mentioning this gentleman?  Santa! I can't tell here how I'm feeling about sitting on a stranger's lap.  This is my granddaughter Molly on her first visit to Santa. She was not ambivalent. Two years later she hadn't changed her mind. Her brother, the boy formerly known as Teddy, now Theo, says, "Should I be worried? I'm new to all this." A year later he got the message--this is definitely a scary guy. I could have told him that this Santa is our dear departed friend, Steven Davis, who was not at all scary but that would be giving away the secret. But Theo grew up and figured out that even scary guys have some good points such as bringing presents so he decided that he wanted to meet Santa, no matter what his big sister said.  Molly couldn't let her little brother be braver than she was so she mustered her courage, grabbed a stuffed animal for comfort and agreed to a visit. Molly reported that sh

Presents!

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Celebrating in the Village  Tonight is Christmas Eve Eve and the sixth night of Hannukah!   Are you ready?  Have you done all your shopping and wrapping? I LOVE wrapping presents. This is our coffee table, all ready for our big day.  I've added an innovation--gift tags!  I used to say, oh, I don't need to label this--I'll remember who this is for and then on Christmas I'd have to open it just a bit to check.  The tags are very helpful. Don't be too impressed--it's not all it appears.  Here's the real story. Yes, I wrap up practical gifts like  socks b ut really, what's wrong with a little ceremony and celebration, like clinking glasses and saying Cheers before dinner, even if it's just leftovers on Tuesday?  And I must say, I give really  great  socks*.       There's nothing like the perfect present;  like this. My brother, Alan and his bride, Donna, bought it for me on their honeymoon. It was a mobile with about seven of these charming little sh