Inside the front door stood another grand lady – the tall, oak hall-tree. She was tucked into an alcove under the winding staircase, dressed in a colorful costume of coats and sweaters. Black umbrellas were propped at her side – tips pointed down into a round, brass drip pan. She was stately – in an understated way.
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.