Figurative

  • Mostly, it's women's stories that mesmerize me. My mother, artists I admire, strangers with attitude or a particularly haunting presence. Charcoal, ink and acrylic, fast marks buried under slower ones. Some arrive in a single charged sitting. Others get layered, scraped and rebuilt.

    People have been sharing their stories with me for as far back as I can remember. Being a psychologist for 35 years felt like the most natural thing in the world. Now, painting faces and figures is another way of connecting deeply, of caring about what's beneath the surface, about what gets revealed sideways.

Women in Rooms

These paintings are conversations through time — with my mother, with artists like Diebenkorn and Neel, and with the rooms that hold my earliest memories.

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The Esther Paintings

When Alzheimer’s incrementally stole Esther, my mom, away from us, painting  became a way to get her back. It was a way to reconnect with her unapologetic love of beauty, and to make it my own.

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Exuberance

Women who know their power and relish it. Who enjoy their bodies, delight in speaking their minds.

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Scrappy Women

Portraits of women artists who deserved way more attention than they got, painted on studio scraps.

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Little Women

Consigned to tiny spaces yet demanding to be seen in full, these faces started quick and small. They kept demanding more time, complexity, and nuance.

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Variations

Not every painting belongs to a series. These are standalone pieces that came from the same hand and the same obsessions but went their own way.

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