Victoria and I have been friends for forty-five years.

We met at The Little Red Schoolhouse on Bleecker St. when I was eight and she was nine. She is the brilliant daughter of two artists, and she grew up in a vast loft on Great Jones St. full of cats, canvases and coffee table books about painters. She posed for me many times in art school!

Her art has always been precious to me.

It’s deceptively simple, with an uncanny grasp of detail. Although she works primarily in grantwriting for social justice organizations, the art always pops up. She recently experienced a break-up and has made some art about it. I hope you enjoy it!