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      <image:caption>WHEN WE PLAYED TOGETHER Oil on Linen · 30" × 40" · 2026 The death of someone dear by suicide is an excruciating memory. Tom was an esteemed musician, colleague and beloved friend. Meanwhile, my husband's career as an active performer was cut short by illness. This painting is a memory of a beautiful time as a balm for the remembrance of a devastating moment of profound loss. Pictured are Ysuko, Alan and Tom, featured instrumentalists in Bach's Brandenburg Concerto Number 4.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>HOW I MADE IT THROUGH THE NIGHT Oil on Linen · 30" × 40" · 2026 Inevitably, we all go through experiences where we are required to bear the unbearable, and wonder how we survived.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>LE MIRACLE DU PETIT GARÇON ET DE SES OISEAUX Oil on Linen · 48" × 36" · 2025 Sometimes what is beautiful goes unnoticed.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>NIGHT RIDE FROM NEW ORLEANS TO EL PASO Oil on Canvas · 30" × 24" · 2025 This is what happens in the flat brush and desert in West Texas in the middle of the night when you have been on the road for many, many hours.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>ONE MORNING IN LEFLORE COUNTY, MISSISSIPPI, 1931 Oil on Canvas · 60" × 48" · 2025 This memory of my Mom's was relayed to me by her many times. She never bought the Jim Crow narrative, even though she grew up in Mississippi in the Great Depression.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>L'ODYSSÉE DE MON PÈRE Oil on Linen · 60" × 72" · 2024 My father was a WWII veteran. His experience shaped much of his life.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>AFTER THE STORM Oil on Canvas · 48" × 60" · 2024 Eerie beauty in the aftermath of a storm.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>FOOLS AND COWARDS Acrylic on Board · 32" × 44" · 2023 My Dad told me not to worry too much about the KKK because they are nothing but fools and cowards.</image:caption>
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