As a child, I saw around every living being a colorful moving aura ... when my visionary childhood vanished away through schooling and teaching, when I had to learn the reduced interpretation of the world, I refused .... An ambiguity, a multi-dimensional, integral understanding: things are not either/or. They are 1 + 1 = 3. [My works] were not meant as absolute truth, they were in-between results of a thinking and feeling process.
In 1994, shortly before I started the gallery, Paul and I visited an exhibition at Whitechapel Gallery in London called Worlds in a Box. It was the first time I actually saw a group of works by Mary Bauermeister in person. I had always admired them in reproduction, but from that moment on I became an avid fan. For years I would buy work whenever the occasion arose, and years later I presented her in the gallery, and at The Art Show (ADAA). This particular box, a “portable” sculpture from 1972, has so much of what I love in the work—exquisitely wrought, linguistically and conceptually playful drawing coupled with the artist's signature pencil forms. For me, the box itself brings to mind Marcel Duchamp's 3 Standard Stoppages Paris (1913-14), as well as works by American contemporaries like H.C. Westermann and Lucas Samaras.