In Norman Rockwell’s Studio

What’s important is connection wth others

You never know how things will affect you. Before my retrospective exhibit at the Norman Rockwell Museum ended last month, the curators allowed me to spend some time in Rockwell’s studio, adjacent to the museum. I was nervous; it was moving and ended up being an important few hours for me.

Subsequently, I was given the opportunity to write about it for the Washington Post. Here is the article. What became clear to me was an artistic connection to the artist: we both chronicle and comment — sometimes with humor — on what is important to us in the world around us. And we both seem to love people, sharing our humaity via art.

And to my own work in a way I had not fully comprehended before. This realization, combined with the pandemic and this horrific election season, helped lay a path for me going forward.

I drew this, his pallette and chair, while sitting in Rockwell’s studio.

Rockwell’s desk for answering fan mail. Similar to my computer desk.

A collection of paints and objects, a coke bottle (he had coke every day), a princess phone, a radio. I own the same tape despenser as it turns out.