Solo Show in Middle Street Gallery in Little Washington


My gallery in Rappahannock Co, VA, Middle Street Gallery, has just moved from Sperryville to Little Washington, right next door to the Inn, at 325A Middle Street, Washington, VA. Yes, Middle Street: we are back were we came from and where we started in 1983. 

The timing of this move was such that my show "Doodling in the Dark" will be the first one in the new location. It will be installed on December 8 and run through January 14, 2018. The Opening Reception will be Saturday, December 9, from 3 to 6pm. And on December 10 the fabled Little Washington Christmas Parade will take place. My cup runneth over ...

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Since the middle of 2016 I have been working on my Doodles. The turmoil in the country, and in the world at large, upset me badly and I needed an antidote, which I found, as usual, in art. But I wanted something that would give me instant joy and amusement, distraction and above all FLOW, that elusive and addictive state of mind that makes everything around you disappear. And so, Doodling in the Dark is what I've been doing ever since, steadily working towards my initial goal of 50 pieces, a selection of which will be on view at Middle Street Gallery. Come have a look! "


On November 3, the One House project opened in Touchstone Gallery in Washington, DC, spearheaded by the indefatigable Ellyn Weiss and Jackie Hoysted. "The overriding principle of One House is the vision for a country where we are united as one rather than divided; the (220 contributing) artists aim to universalize this message by bringing it to a very personal level". All artists expressed the experience of being an immigrant, either themselves or their ancestors. I contributed a panel with the following description:

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 I am an immigrant from a family of immigrants. My family is now from the Netherlands, but once they were from Ireland and before that from England and before that from Germany by way of France. An Irish ancestor, who was a slave shipper, shipwrecked on the Dutch islands and established the Dutch branch of my family, which soon established businesses in the colonial Dutch East Indies, and produced sugar, rubber, coffee and tea. Immigrants thrive.


I too had that urge to escape and leave tiny, grey and rainy Holland behind me. Its an urge that settles into a family’s genes.  I met an American with similar peripatetic genes: the grandson of a Ukrainian refugee from the Russian pogroms and the son of a refugee from Nazi-overwhelmed Vienna, with Polish and Russian blood. We are a restless couple, trekking from the USA to the Netherlands and back, then to France and to South Africa, for some 17 years combined. Our daughter was born in Paris and has the same restlessness in her heart and genes. After 16 years in the USA and a combined absence from Holland of 32 years, I remain an expatriate in both the country of my birth and my adopted country, while at the same time feeling deep connections with the countries where I lived. Recently I have become grateful for that state of being: I may not really belong anywhere, but I can live and feel at home wherever I want and wherever I’m wanted. I am in America now, the United States of America.

New Site

Welcome to my new site! I wanted to make it easier for you to find past and current bodies of work. I hope you will look around and get in touch if you are interested in purchasing a piece. More to come! Contact me here.