When the old lady died in Rome in 1944, there were no long obituaries. Even to her most intimate friends, she was always simply "Mrs. Koehler." They thought she came from somewhere in the Midwestnobody knew for sure.
Though she had been living on the edge of poverty, she willed her barbaric-looking jewelry and a wealth of exquisitely simple drawings and tempera paintings to a Providence lady who once befriended her. Last week, Mrs. Koehler's work went on exhibition in Providence.
At the turn of the century, when she was already middleaged, private commissions...
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