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The main theme of Oppenheim's work is primarily to render personal responses to the female form singularly or reflected in nature. The plurality of her work focuses on range: bronze figurative nude sculptures, drawings, encaustics, paintings, ceramics, print and mixed media and photography. The process of creating is her joy, an outlet to express herself. 

Oppenheim loves to learn and experiment. She trusts happy accidents. She does not have permanent creativity. It comes to her when she feels the need to say something with her hands. The work reflects who she is in the moment she makes it. She cannot control it, does not plan it. It just happens: a tension that transforms into freedom and joy as the self disappears and something is created from nothing. There is no distinction between now and then or now and later. It is effortless, inner bliss. Oppenheim is just the instrument.

For Oppenheim, the path to human flourishing is much like the flowers that she photographs or the flowers and food that she grows herself organically. Treasure begins with seeds. It is inside our homes in ourselves and our children and outside our homes in the ground. Though it can be covered in dirt, it is treasure: to watch one's efforts develop into something beautiful. Wealth is the reality of life, the fulfillment of being ourselves without the chains of the ego or the dictates of our culture. We do not know what we do not know. This is where the magic happens.

One cannot fully understand an artist or her work and development without seeing it in relation to the history of the individual's life. As life is unpredictable, vaulting-off disappointment wiser into something fresh and better in 2014, a fantastic studio emerged in a little fishing village in southern Maine after several years of landscape, interior and architectural design. Her formal education began at Bowdoin College where she exhibited. Oppenheim has studied at The Art Student's League of New York in Manhattan, MECA (Maine College of Art), The Art School at Old Church in Demarest, New Jersey with sculptor Janice Mauro, The Clay Art Center in Port Chester, New York, and Portland Pottery, Portland, Maine. Sculptures are bronzed at local foundries, including New Foundry New York, Inc., Stewart Sculpture Casting and Polich Tallix, a full service foundry that caters to sculptors such as Tom Otterness, George Condo and Frank Stella with whom she has worked side by side. 

Oppenheim was an Artist Member of the Edward Hopper House Art Center, and a former Associate member of The National Sculpture Society and The Art School of Old Church. She previously served on the Development Committee at The Edward Hopper House Art Center. Oppenheim was also a member of Fine Arts, Fine Art Professionals and Collectors, The Art Students League of New York, and participates at the Modern Museum of Art,  The Whitney Museum, and the Portland Museum of Art programming.

Oppenheim has shown work at The Edward Hopper House, The Art School of Old Church, The Clay Art Center in Port Chester, The Gene Reed Gallery, Maria Luisa of Nyack, Bowdoin College, Rockland Center for the Arts, The All Souls Church in Suffern, and Johnnycakes of Nyack. Her work is on permanent exhibition at 8 North Broadway and Johnnycakes on Main Street in Nyack, New York

Oppenheim is a Mainer whose upbringing fostered a respect for the ocean, the mountains, the woodlands and lakes, the value of a home cooked meal with family, and all the glorious people she has met during her adventures along the way.  You cannot make old friends when you are old. As her children tenderly say to her, "It wasn't nature, mom, it was nurture. It was you." These are the sweetest words that she has ever heard.

Oppenheim loves sports, especially with friends.  Her need for quiet space takes her into her gardens, studio or tending to her bees. She has summited Kilimanjaro (19,341 ft.), the highest peak in Africa; the Salkantay route (20,574 ft.), the highest peak in the Vilcabamba mountain range and part of the Peruvian Andes ending in Machu Picchu; Mt. Katahdin (5,287 ft.), the highest mountain in Maine; San Gabriel Mountains, Henninger Flats in the Angeles National Forest (2,600 ft.) and climbed into the Khumba Icefall but did not summit Mt. Everest, the Earth's highest mountain dubbed the "Stairway to Heaven," a path many a great adventurer has journeyed along one of the world's most beautiful and challenging routes (17,598 ft. at Everest Base Camp).  It is not one skill but a true quantum leap that leaves no part untouched. With no exception, a person's level of commitment reflects an understanding of what one is willing to achieve.  The ultimate expression of being human--that an individual does something that they did not have to do. For Oppenheim, it was just the beauty of the exercise and the difficulty of it that made it worthwhile and incredibly pleasurable. 

George Washington once said, "Liberty, when it begins to take root, is a plant of rapid growth."

a reverence for peace

the scarcity of unbiased justice

incensed by violence

disgusted by the few who bullied me

Journalist David Brinkley wrote, "A successful person is one who can lay a firm foundation with the bricks others have thrown at them."

In sadness, she would walk deep into the woods behind her home photographing the stillness, hoping the comfort of the sounds, smells and silence would have something to spare to help her through the difficulty. The pathway, the leaves of green, gray, brown...sweet, wet, dark, peaceful, the chill of that time. What human does not wish to take care of their family...She knew the footing of her family life was unsustainable, that the trees would bend more than her values ever could. She just knew. She was neglected. Her art was dark. She would lose herself in the woodlands. Trees stark, leaves lost to the ground littered with rust, no sign of life, as if all that existed had met surrender, treading. Mike Tyson said it best, "Everyone has a plan until they are punched in the face."  There are times when one's commitment is demonstrated even when you are suffering. She was in the bramble, pushed into the extreme corner, unexpectedly laying on the floor passed-out, unable to breathe. Unconscious from being strangled, she nearly died. Like a great stew simmering, adding flavor, a new person awoke, a miracle, ran from her home more complex, more interesting, more empathetic, kinder, more compassionate, stronger, unafraid. When she returned, he wanted to hold her. The audacity. She had to let the motherf**ker, for it was the smartest way to be safe until she could permanently leave unharmed. Imagine the  inner strength that this took. Bruised, marked as a reminder that change was on its way. The heart, overripe like fallen fruit; once sweet, spoiled and rotten now.  An end, a departure, and the glorious beginning of an incredible bloom. Something new was about to unfold, and that is exciting, even if it aches. Like the earth, little by little, she pulled herself together. You cannot scare her now.  It was the season that told her that she deserved better character and values by her side--darkness arrived to walk her into who she was meant to be--love and to be loved. If a person does this to you, they are not the love of your life. When the wrong people exit your life, it makes more room for the right people.  She let it all go--all of it. F**k the comfort pillow. She disappeared for real and has never been happier or prouder.

When in a restaurant and asked about food allergies, she often thinks to herself, "Allergic to dark triad, malevolent narcissists and psychopaths."

What if you cannot imagine what is going to happen to you? Oppenheim has raised awareness and funds for victims of domestic violence. Violence against women does not have to ruin a woman's life. We should not be complicit or silently accept that intimidation, physical, psychological, emotional and financial abuse quietly hides in our communities. The statistics are sobering: every day, on average, three or more women are killed in the U.S. by either their husbands or boyfriends. Observing misery doesn't help anyone. If we cannot respect and allow especially the abused the opportunity to have respect in their life, they and their children will not believe that the world is kind and good. They will be disengaged everywhere they go, and it will follow them in their lives. 

Women have an innate desire to be taken care of, to be treasured, and to feel safe. Their partners should provide this.  For any woman experiencing abuse, take back your power, your authority, and your territory. Institute peace within your walls so that you can prosper. What shifts in thinking about this issue is necessary to finally eradicate it? How does the toleration of domestic violence shape people's expectations and sense of entitlements? Ask questions. Become an activist. 

The greatest freedom of all is to have an open heart, to love without limits. A fearless heart. There are moments when one can struggle to let things go, for it can be frightening to leave behind what keeps you hidden and safe for so long. Colors can fade, music can become discordant when an individual is neglected, best not to hold it too tightly, to stand in its natural way. If it comes, let it. If it goes, let it. To do for yourself what the spring does to the earth. Sometimes you have to subtract before you can add. The end is never an ending. Whether you know it at the time or not, it's the beginning and your freedom. 

Take the gift.

Do something that matters.

You have nothing to lose. 

It has to be. 

She was offered a key to the cages of her heart. 

And she took it. 

Now she lives with pride--in safety, peace and calm.

Who doesn't like a happy ending.