Sunday in the Park
2021, acrylic with attached sculpture figures, found frame, 22 x 38”

In 2020, the parks of New York City became sanctuaries. With museums closed and sidewalks thinned, I found myself walking more than ever—wandering through paths I hadn’t noticed before, watching strangers spread out on the grass, share food, nap, laugh. It felt sacred in its simplicity. The smallest groups of people radiated joy just by being together, outdoors. I felt it, too—like something essential was slowly being restored.

Sunday in the Park grew out of those moments. It’s a collage of gestures and scenes, assembled from sketches of these quiet gatherings. I’ve added sculpted figures made from clay molds cast in lightweight plastic, posed just as I found them—caught in the act of living. Framed by a found object, the piece feels held, as if you’ve walked into a memory or a paused hour in late summer.

The figures remain white—not to erase identity, but to reflect something emotional: the blankness I felt in isolation, and the sense that, for many of us, color and breath only returned when we stepped into sunlight again. If you ever visit The Cloisters on a warm afternoon, you’ll see them—these unspoken moments of presence—still unfolding in real time.

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