In 1970, Rosalie Zetoff assembled a group of artists in my hometown of Bloomfield, CT, and formed the Wintonbury Art League. I was immediately captured by the artists and their enthusiasm. Every month brought a new speaker and demonstration: Rosalie Zetoff with her pen and ink; Margot Rosenthal with collage; Diane Marinaro, Glo Sessions, and Paul Zimmerman with acrylic and oil; Betsy Tanzer with pottery; and Jean Roberts with papermaking and assemblage.
In 1972, the year of the Watergate scandal, I took a basic art class at Bloomfield High School. My teacher, Ionis Martin, taught me to draw what I saw (the first few drawings here). She was instrumental in forming the Artists Collective in Hartford, and invited me to participate in the silkscreen classes. Bill Toulis, from Pratt Institute, led the group. He commuted once a week from New York City to spend Thursday evenings with us for ten years. Those formative years were filled with friendship and encouragement, and I wouldn’t be having this show without all their influences and critique.
Having a community of artists is a wonderful way to work together and be challenged. Later, I found the community of quilters to be equally friendly and helpful. Quilters, with their long history of quilting bees, often collaborate and contribute to their local communities. I have enjoyed and relished participating in such group efforts, donating quilts to shelters, hospital neonatal units, veteran groups, and relief organizations.
While my work has always been about color, pattern, and beauty, politics and current events have often crept in, from Watergate and a two-time impeached president to my quarantine quilts and VOTE 2020.
Jessica Waiting
Pen and ink contour drawing
1973. 15 x 18 inches
Here is a portrait of my daughter Jessica drawn on exam table paper while waiting for her three-year-old well child exam. She is now a doctor and this drawing hangs in her exam room.
David on Wing Road
Pen and ink
1973. 20 x 26 inches
This portrait of my son David at our summer home on Martha’s Vineyard is an early example of my use of patterns.
Tim with His Firebird
Acrylic on mat board
1979. 22 x 27 inches
This is a portrait of my oldest son, Tim, with his first car, purchased with his paper route money.
David in Parade
Acrylic on canvas
1981. 16 x 18 inches
Here is another portrait of David, playing the sousaphone in his high school band.
This collage received a prize by the juror Miriam Schapiro in the 1980 Connecticut Women Artists juried show. The prize was to have a one-woman show the following year at the Slater Museum in Norwich. Miriam Schapiro, a feminist artist, encouraged moving beyond traditional boundaries. The next three pieces were in that show. I wanted to demonstrate how my collages informed my silkscreen prints and vice versa. You will see this method of putting found pieces together in my quilts.
Ephemera
Collage
1980. 17 x 17 inches
Memories
Silkscreen
1981. 20 x 20 inches
I used photo techniques as well as torn paper stencils to help re-create the collage effect in this silkscreen print.
Squibnocket
Collage
1981. 26 x 26 inches
Remnants of Gotts Island
Silkscreen
1981. 26 x 24 inches
Two Plates and a
Cookie Jar with Lid
Stoneware
Circa 1975
For a few years in the 1970s I immersed myself in throwing pots. I moved on from pottery to collage and silk-screening for about ten years. Then followed painting, papermaking, and sewing.
Untitled
Foldout book with handmade papers
Circa 1996. 7 x 21 inches (opened out)
PS Scrabble
Foldout handmade paper card
Circa 1992. 3 x 23 inches (opened out)
In the 1990s I took papermaking and bookbinding workshops with Sandy Bernat on Martha’s Vineyard. These techniques bring together drawing, painting, collage, and sewing. Later on I used my handmade papers in my paper quilts, and made cloth books with my quilting.
My Father’s Parents
Paper card with photos digitally printed on handmade paper
Circa 2000. 6 x 7 inches
Memories handwritten by my great-aunt Bess Gold.
Toot-Toot
Cloth book
2012. 6 x 6 inches
This whimsical cloth book, baby’s first book, was meant as a gift, but I couldn’t part with it. I did, however, go on to make many cloth books for my grandbabies and baby friends.