While painting this picture, the figure of the old woman
in the lower left appeared out of nowhere. She seems to
be the nameless, homeless creature in Virginia Woolf’s
Mrs. Dalloway who stood by the tube station chanting in
meaningless syllables of old loves and ancient spring
The life force itself, Woolf suggests, ageless, enduring.
And here, perhaps, the midwife?
After retiring from a career in teaching and school administration,
I decided (to my total surprise) to go to art school with
a friend. Fortunately, I was living in Richmond, Virginia,
at the time and for 12 years I took all sorts of art courses
at Virginia Commonwealth University and at the Virginia
Museum of Art from some wonderfully generous and able
professors. Then I began to paint full time for group
and solo shows. My favorite work is a series of 10 paintings
on the brilliant British author, Virginia Woolf, whose
writing I discovered at twelve years old and have been
reading, both fiction and non-fiction, ever since. In
1991, I discovered the International Virginia Woolf Society,
joined and showed my paintings at their 1992 Conference.
Overt the years I have had eight more exhibitions of the
work in various cities. Today I am 87 years old, living
in at Goodwin House, an Episcopal retirement community
in the Washington, DC area. I still enjoy making art.
This Woolf series is not realistic, but as one critic
wrote, “more surrealistic than anything else.”
In any case, I hope these images convey my growth over
the years through the study of Woolf’s superb creations.