“I’m just not interested,” she explained of her decision to ignore the art market and paint only for herself. “I’m interested in working. It’s like cracking a code.” After a lengthy disquisition on the tricky composition of a group of nearby picnickers, the interrelationship of individual leaves and the elusive skin tones of a bare-chested man, she asked: “Who the hell can think of selling and galleries when there’s all this drama going on?”
She lives in a grand duplex apartment on one of Manhattan’s most rarefied blocks — Beekman Place. She now shares the apartment with her maids and original works by Picasso, Matisse, Goya, Ingres and others.
Lisa W. Foderaro for the New York Times – Read more here.