getting my work to a place where I felt good about it, having a chance to get it out there, getting to be respected—that’s what success is to me.”
At times, as an executive very much outside the New York art scene, she questioned whether her painting would be taken seriously. But she reminded herself, “The starving artist in the garret is a convention, and artists break conventions all the time. Look at Wallace Stevens, who was an insurance salesman. You can find examples of people who’ve done bizarre things to feed themselves and keep the lights on.”
But in her graduate program, Alice found someone who did believe in her work. Years before, she’d met a prominent Boston art professor when she’d taken classes with him. They reconnected when he was a visiting artist in Provincetown, and he loved her work. Says Alice, “He told me, ‘If I can help, get in touch.’ And I said sure, but then he came back into the room and said, ‘I mean it.’ If he hadn’t come back into the room, I wouldn’t have done it.” But she got up the courage to create a wish list of Boston galleries she’d like to represent her. With her professor’s help, Alice’s first choice said yes