Her sculptures are modest in size. Her emotion and technique, when successful, are equally modest. Such immaterial feelings as nostalgia or contemplation are pleasantly clear in a female torso and a seated female in bronze. A small bull and a sheet bronze relief avoid the tentative lumpiness of other works by being simple. She falls farthest where she aims highest; operatic statements are not her metier. Only once does she strike a sonorous note, in a stone Sacrificial Altar that outstrips its size. For the rest she exhibits unpaid debts to Barlach, Rodin, Degas and others with whom she shares little common ground.

—William Wilson