Oil on Linen.
Brilliant psychiatrist who emmigrated from Chatanooga, Tennessee to the University of Chicago, to Greenwich Village in New York. People in NY, she said, act out, making neurotics easier to find. And definitely more willing to work on themselves.
Adored cats, kept, healed, and treasured hundreds in her lifetime in a huge old seven story loft building off MacDougal Street. Nothing, said Dr Wright, was more important than life. She treasured it, sacrificed for it, and exuded it.
A giving, healing, terrific woman. A doctor in every good sense of the word, and a very dear, important friend to me.
Her blind cat Ripple, here in the portrait, knew where everything was by sound, echo, brilliance, and lived to prove it, reaching thirty. I had the great privilege of knowing them both.