These paintings are based on family photographs, many taken in Williamstown, NJ during the 1950s. The narrative, once I get to it, will be loving, deeply unpleasant, denied, and dismissed.
Baba, my Polish great-grandmother.
My grandparents’ wedding.
Dolly and Virginia, sisters.
Nana’s second husband standing behind a rosebush, God knows why.
My mom when she still had her swagger.
Aunt Dolly as a young woman, already lost.
Mom with Chuck.
Nana and me, her captive.
Me again, in overalls and a babushka, with a chicken.
And with my brother and some background drama.
We were always Mickie and Chuck, but he got to be in charge.
Chuck in his hippie period.
Me at that age. (Temporarily removed)
My mom the plant lady at the Philadelphia Flower Show.
Dolly in her sophisticated blond era.
Nana with Mr. D., her late-life companion, an utterly good man.
Here she is in her Pennsylvania backyard. She always kept a big dog.
Me at the Gulf of Mexico a few years before Katrina, a year before I started law school.
Chuck, nature photographer.
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