My first exposure to an English garden was in college when I traveled to Henley on Thames to see my boyfriend compete in the 1972 Olympic Rowing Trials. Their photo finish loss in the finals to Harvard after 4 years of intensive training was disappointing but at least we had several days to distract ourselves in this pretty rural village. Lovely cottages embraced by gorgeous perennial gardens lent an unexpected … Read More
When I was an art student my inclination was to be focused on more modern disciplines. I perceived the breakout spirit epitomized in the disintegration of form to be a metaphor for my general philosophy of life: only change can bring us to a higher state. From impressionism through abstraction, my aesthetic personal preferences were fixed. Then, in my senior year, I traveled to Rome and had my first encounter … Read More