and methodology for working with color during the advent of color television, her daughter said.
A poet as well as a painter, her poem "Unfinished Time" ends: "Far too soon you still me. Death,/For I have still a little breath,/A question here and there. Like why?/Why I so meant to laugh now cry?/Cry I, weep I with all the bleating sheep, in the shadow of the valley in the Shepherd's keep/The Lord is not my shepherd,/Let him keep his god-dammed sheep!"
from The Villager: Mirel Bercovici; Westbeth artist and poet dies at 93
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