I met Louisa Chase in 2015. I remember her sweet face and blue paint stained fingers. I introduced myself, suspecting she was a good painter by her intense guarded manner. We would speak a little when she would come to the store I remember she confided in me that she had Cancer. I would feel out the situation whether she seemed chatty. Once she told me she thought I was a good painter which really moved me as we were so different and what was hanging in the store was older representational work. We passed each other briefly in a local doctor’s office. She was with her brother I did not realize it was near the end of her life although I should have. We must let go of regrets.
Louisa Chase
Hirschl & Adler Modern