Reivindica el papel de la mujer en la sociedad, el aspecto feminista de la autora se transpasa a sus obras, solo pinta mujeres :

The valley is in relationship to the mountains the way the Napa valley is trapped between route 29 and the Silverado trail with the hills on each side. But this is a darker valley. Through the layers of paint --a little thicker than the way I usually work -- the idea is conveyed that the mountains are high and unclimablable. What the Indian said to John Fremont: "Rock upon rock, rock upon rock; snow upon snow, snow upon snow."
How painfully the mountains took shape! Usually my women dominate the landscape and not vice versa, but this time I had been working for many days before I started to put her in. I remember that I only began to visualize her after the hills became black. First I made the them green, and then dark blue and finally almost black. Only the black is apparent, but the hills would look different if I had begun with black.



My women originate in the news. I used to work from the past. Literature. Ancient heroines. Hera all in blue filling the huge canvas. But now the triggering images usually surface in the media.
But lately no one has emerged in the compelling way that is necessary.

Feeling barren and worthless.

I hate myself.