Sunday, March 13, 2016

Memories of Sundays Spent in Jutta's Kitchen

Jutta on the move in her kitchen

It just felt normal to return to Jutta's kitchen.  Only with decades of hindsight do I understand how lucky I was.

Another in the series honoring Jutta Filippelli (1926-2016)


Originally posted February 10, 2009

Jutta's Kitchen Revisited

The elevator I rode since I was 13. Sometimes to her son...

...sometimes to dinner...

...sometimes to be painted....

...sometimes just to sit and talk...

...and sometimes to look and wonder and peer at light and shapes and paintings and sketches and wonder about the narrative that might interweave throughout our work.

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