Visited your grave today. The stone was up, which was nice. It was really nicely done. I placed on it a chunk of cement from east third street and some metal which i found on the sidewalk in front of your old building. i don't have quite the eye you used to for picking up the oddest pieces of detritus on the streets of the village (i still can't figure out what half that stuff was), but i think it would be to your liking anyway. Your painting still looks down at your old apartment from mine. I wish you could look up and see it like you used to do.

It absolutely breaks my heart into a million pieces that you're not here anymore, Julie. I can't stand that we're not breathing the same air. There's ordinary people and then there's living, breathing, walking diamonds and you were one of those. You are terribly missed, Julie. If I live to see a thousand I will never forget you.

Rest in peace and love always,

marcus

Oh Julie, I hope you know just how truly I love you, and it makes me happy to know that you love me. I am just going to miss you so much----our marathon talks on Skype and on the phone and our little messages to each other on Facebook.
As I have said, you were just too gentle for this world my sweet Julie. I hope you are at peace at last and surrounded by light and love. So much light and love emanated from you my friend. I will love you forever and so look forward to seeing you again. Until then, rest my love, rest in peace.
Your friend, Stephen

While my most vivid memories of you were from high school (when you played matchmaker for me in 11th grade) it was so nice to reconnect with you in our adulthood via mutual friends online.

The times, though too few they were, that we shared ideas or that you sent me beautiful pieces of photography to browse were very special. I only wished there could be more.

It was lovely to see that you had grown into such a dynamic, unique, and talented woman who created so many special relationships. Your legacy will be that you are remembered for your kind, gentle soul and the creative, artful way in which you lived.

I wish your family and close friends healing and comfort, and I wish for you to now be surrounded with eternal beauty and bliss.

You,my dear friend will remain in my heart and thoughts forever. I hope and
pray that you are finally at peace and that you are happy. It was a true honor to be counted among your friends. I will love you forever.

I'm an old friend and former co-op mate of Julie's from Brown. We were pretty close in 1991/1992 when we both lived at 74 Charlesfield co-op at college. We spent many nights hanging out, drinking, talking, laughing, making art, melting candles, and just reflecting on life.

She was a special, unique individual who made a huge impression on all of us who lived there. I saw her as an ethereal spirit with a creative vibrancy, almost like the Janis Joplin of the art world.

I loved her big, unique, beautiful, mixed media paintings. They draped her walls and made it a warm, comfortable den in which to concoct fun schemes.

I lost touch with Julie until 2 years ago, when we met for coffee in Brookline, MA, where she was staying while visiting family. She had had a rough few years in New York and was trying to figure out what was next.

I was in the middle of a transitional time myself, and it was great to touch base with each other for a grounded moment and see a face from the past. A really nice reunion over coffee, for just about 2 hours or so. We shared laughs and reminisces.

I lost track of her again until I heard tonight from a mutual friend that she had passed. I'm deeply saddened to hear that Julie is gone.

This has been a rough year for many people - my family included - and its been a year of loss and change in general. I can't believe Julie is now gone, as well. She was way too young, and the tragedy of her passing is poignant in the deepest way.

My condolences to the Sloane family. If friends or family are planning any gatherings in the NYC area in December/January, I will definitely attend .

In sorrow and love,
Dan Bree