Imagine it's 1981. You're an artist in love with art smitten with art history. You're also a woman with almost no mentors to look to art history just isn't that into you. Any woman approaching art history in the early eighties was attempting to enter an almost foreign country a restricted and exclusionary domain that spoke a private language.
Sure climbing Mount Everest would be cool but that's something I would now like to do as a family. Big experiences like that I don't want to have on my own anymore. I want to share them.