This question makes me want to scream!!  It probably seems like a perfectly innocent question. But when you look at what they are really asking is are you a good artist.  The criteria for good art is money.  How can an artist respond to that question comfortably. They are put in the spot of being judged based on sales. If they didn’t sell it leaves awkward silence.  So it really is nobody’s business if an artist sold.

The other side of that question is “Why do you price your paintings so high? You will never sell?”

They said I would never sell this

This is the merry go round of art.  I’ve been an artist when I did my first drawing on my parents furniture. I never stopped until the thought of supporting myself with art made me give it up.  I paint because I must.  But people are basing art on monetary success. Of course I want to sell.  I’m not giving away my work.  I have been successful in selling a good number of my landscape paintings.  I used to lower prices if the person bargained with me.  I did that out of desperation to sell.  In the beginning all my paintings were priced at $200.  I couldn’t break that ceiling. I was insecure.  I’m happy to say I no longer undervalue my work.  Here are some of my sold paintings priced prosperously.




A Fearless Artist must keep experimenting and showing their art.


This post should have been done on Halloween but I didn’t think of it till I saw these photos. 

The curator of art shows at the Chelsea Room in the Chelsea Hotel likes my painterly style even though he promotes edgy art in his shows.  When I was still eager to do shows for one day only he asked me to put in a favorite painting for a show at the Chelsea Room.  The last time I was there I was the only woman artist and the “oldest ” one too!  

Well it was a big bash of all kinds of art.  I chose my favorite still life to show. 

I started to span the room looking at the art around me. An empty space was next to me and then a young woman with an entourage of young men carrying large canvases moved into the empty space. It was like a cloud of smoke spiraling with loud laughter and chaos and then it went still. The young woman sat down under her 2 large canvases like a queen entertaining all her young male attendants. And then the smoke cleared and her paintings were revealed.   The Frankenstein green monster and his fiancé appeared in all their glory!!  And a commotion of screeching voices of young women yelling ” we love monsters”!!!  For the rest of the night these paintings were a hit???

I COULDN’T BELIEVE THAT EVERYONE LOVED THESE PAINTINGS.  My painting was passed over and I felt it looked old fashioned and didn’t fit in with this circus.   After this show I vowed to not do these pop up art shows that cater to young artists who want to be different.  It was the end of taking any show and moving into being selective. 




imageimageimage I am so grateful to my favorite instructor at the Art Students Leagu

e, Dean Hartung, for giving a weekend workshop on plein air painting.   We went upstate and it was my first time painting outdoors .  I bought special plein air easel.  It turned out to be a clumsy, cumbersome wood easel and I spent more time fussing with it than painting.  It tipped over in the wind and sent all my supplies into the Hudson River.  Never buy something that looks good at a cheap price.  I painted and cried every time the easel tipped over.  And putting wet canvas on it was a challenge.  A Monet moment it wasn’t

in spite of all this I came home with these lovelies!


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It was a beautiful fall afternoon at the Riverdale Ethical Cultural Society and members and their families gathered to work in the garden planting. I had the task of facilitating art depicting nature on ceramic tiles.  It started with everyone grunting that they can’t do art to the fabulous creative tiles you see above.   They ended up doing more than one tile.  They are truly works of art!!


For the life of me I can’t remember how I met Steve Brill or why he invited me to dinner.   Meetings  like this happened a lot during my twenties. But there I was with “WILDMAN” Steve in his kitchen watching him create a delicious dinner from his foraging in Central Park. The New York Times had published an article on his foraging tours in the park.  He was an icon of the Mother Earth movement.  He was arrested in 1986 by NY Parks Commissioner Henry Stern for destroying parks.  Charges were dropped and Stern hired him as a naturalist in the city park system from 1986-1990.  He’s going strong in his own venture tours on foraging.  Continue reading