

Unfortunately, being at the top of my profession as a commercial (and female) artist in NYC was an impediment to being taken seriously. Being paid to create art created a bias that was difficult to overcome, especially by someone from a background that discouraged ambition. It was a bias that kept many talented artists from creating and showing their best work.
Life is a continuum. I am the same artist that I was as a young person, but with more experience.
The cartoon at right, with undulating lines creating a body, is a drawing I did
in the '70s. It finally came to fruition in the video EARTH: AN ANIMATED ALLEGORY, a piece I spent 6 years working on. The image was part of my psyche in my twenties and even earlier. I could finally apply it when it was relevant.
I have finally come to a time in my life when my self-confidence, talent, and understanding can bring to completion the images that spring from deep consciousness without self-editing or (in my case) even destroying my work.
For most of my life I did not have enough self-esteem to believe in myself or the value of what I created. Most of these images have never been shown in
public at all.
I am not the only person to come into full possession of myself self-worth and skill later in life. Let's applaud growth at any age.
EDUCATION
Mercer County Community College, West Windsor, NJ - Fine Art
Moore College of Art, Philadelphia, PA
Thomas Edison State University, Trenton, NJ - BFA 2005
Art Students League
GROUP EXHIBITIONS
Moore College of Art
Artists Network of Great Neck
Citibank, NYC
Long Island Museum of Art and Science
Cambridge Art Association
Long Beach Island Foundation of the Arts and Sciences
Mercer County Community College, faculty exhibition
Montgomery Center for the Arts, faculty exhibition
The Art Students League
Pelham Art Center
Rockland Center for the Arts
Jewish Home Family at Rockleigh
NY Arts Alive individual Artist Award 2024
Member- Nyack Art Collective
Note from the artist:
I always knew I was an artist, but it was not an easy path. Discouraged by parents, teachers and the mid-century masculine-dominated art scene, I learned to hide my worth.
For decades I worked as a designer of projected media. All my clients were listed on the
Fortune 500, a list of the largest and most successful companies of their time.
I loved my job. Albeit anonymously, it was a chance to have my work professionally produced
and seen by audiences who appreciated and applauded my creativity. I felt privileged to do it.
Nothing remains of that work. Producers routinely destroyed it after use... an understandable method of keeping work from being recycled to other clients.