The Museum of Modern Art
During the 1920s Sullivan established friendships with art patrons Lillie Plummer Bliss and Abby Aldrich Rockefeller, and in 1929 a luncheon with collector A. Conger Goodyear developed definite plans for a new museum of modern art in New York City. Goodyear signed on as chairman and a space for the museum was rented at 730 Fifth Avenue. Sullivan resigned her trustee position on the museum's board on October 17, 1933 due to financial difficulties and was made an honorary trustee for life in 1935.
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