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IN the Yellow Chair Salon. Finally. We met every couple of weeks on zoom. I met artists who were open to my earlier “radical and unpalatable” subject matter and approach, as well as where I was now. I wanted to recover and reclaim what I had decided was “past” and to somehow bring that into the present. I had no good ideas but I had a sense.

My first salon group members suggested I consider softening the edges of my paintings. How? They could see my proclivities to organic forms and tactility. Their focus was on helping me to deepen, clarify, and strengthen my work. Wow. I took a deep breath and dove in. Within a few months I had let go of painting only on rectangular supports. I used my hands more, building and shaping. Bones, teeth, cheesecloth, other materials I had used decades ago began to reappear in the work.