Barbara's artwork was never precious; it lived on jazz record covers, in Warner Brothers films, on the walls of the Philadelphia Museum of Art and in halls of the inner-city art program she ran for fifteen years. This is that spirit, wearable and everyday: mugs, totes, tees, sweatshirts, coasters, and cards carrying her boldest abstractions. Estate-authorized art for people who'd rather live with it than admire it from across a gallery.