There was one large bathroom upstairs and it seemed immense in comparison to the small, utilitarian bathrooms in our compact, ranch house in Michigan. It allowed for a large rectangular sink at one end, a tall double hung window to the west, a toilet with a state-of-the-art push button flusher, and last but not least, a mammoth clawfoot tub. All told, it felt more like a ballroom than a bathroom.
This excerpt is taken from the book “Holding Her Hand”, where the artist makes a personal commentary on each of the paintings. To read the full commentaries, the book is available for purchase.