Dear Ms. O'Neill,
I don't know how many times I walked through the Women of Abstraction exhibit at MOCA, but I know it was more than five. The first time I walked through, we went to the third floor, made the usual turn to the right, and I read about the artist and her artwork and moved along. I turned the corner and was immediately presented with your forty tiles, larger than life. I didn't really know what to make of them at first. I looked at them from a distance, then moved in and looked at them closer and more closely. My first thought was they looked like you had taken a geode, sliced a very thin slice off of it and then shone a light from behind it. Specifically, I wrote in my journal on July 7, 2016, “… the tiles looked almost like natural gemstone formations that had been sliced and had light shining through (sliced thinly, that would be).” I took a picture of the piece, took a picture of a four of the tiles that struck me at first and then moved on. On July 8, I delved a little further into your art and put a small picture of the forty tiles plus the four tiles in my journal and wrote a few notes to myself.