To be one of Barbaras people meant you could write an email asking about an exhibition or an artist and receive a response (likely within hours and likely also incredibly funny) that wove together anything from Velázquez to WWII to Tel Quel to a contemporary photography show. The people, places, and art that Barbara could bring into a cohesive understanding of art history, politics and life itself was truly astounding.
A TRIBUTE TO BARBARA ROSE
I always kind of suspected that I wasnt the baby they really wanted. Somehow I was the wrong one. And then when I was about 18 or 19 my mother told me that indeed they had switched babies in the hospital and I wasnt really her child, which unfortunately wasnt true. This was a fantasy that she was harboring.