Other drawings are a bit more severe and mechanical. A click will help to see this one.
She took a lot of photographs, and they make it pretty clear where drawings like the previous one come from, namely her own experience and perceptions. An artist with their
own position, firmly centered in their work, is always admirable. When the work is also meditative and focused the effect of integrity is doubly strong. John Yau in the Brooklyn Rail suggests that her structures are loose, full of apparent disconnects and leaps that strain our intelligence. That sounds really great, and a relief to me, because I don’t think I could live for long with so much strict rectalinearity. Her story is good too, a cosmopolitan surviving artistically in a provincial context, like all of us.