Some of my earliest memories are of the Shepherd family. They lived upstairs from us on 92nd Street NYC...
I was 3 or 4 when Joan's ex-husband,Jean Shepherd, the late raconteur & author; once rode his motorbike into the foyer and it was the loudest thing I had ever heard!
Joan does not sell her work. This painting was a gift to my Mother. Hard as it is, I must sell EVERYTHING, gifts too!