How much do I love you? I cannot begin to count the ways. I got on board this project about three decades ago because I grew up under an NFL/Marine/Lawyer aka deep patriarchy. As a young girl, I just wanted my stay at home mom to get her deserved kudos. As a college student, Luce Irigaray’s story about finding a statue of St. Anne and her young daughter Mary in Sicily, and Bracha Ettinger’s theories about the power of the matrixial transference in the womb guided my course. As an art historian, I have tried in vain to reassert the power of the feminine in a binary system that trashes it. For years my students wouldn’t dare call themselves feminist, now they do so thinking it means notches in their belt and a load of money in their Louis Vuitton. Will you please sign me up for one of your secret ladies’ FB groups?