I'd like to start at the beginning of my quilt story. 
Self Portrait 1985 Painted cotton, maternity clothes, hand pieced and quilted. For years and years my artwork and my life were wrapped up with my own motherhood. My husband and I have four children, and this piece was made the year the third one was born.
It is not my first quilt.
Notice that the fourth side has no border, just a binding. I see it as a premonition of the fourth baby yet to come.
I cut up the maternity clothing I wore and re-arranged it. Why I used white quilting thread remains unexplained. 
That the mother is nursing her babe and drawing at the same time is how I was. How I still am. An artist and as good a mother as I can be...at the same time. This post is the second in a proposed series in which I will share the quilts I took to Toronto on September 21 for my talk to the Pomegranate Quilt Guild.
11 comments:
This is beautiful and tells such a beautiful story, I love how the missing border was the inkling of one more yet to come. What a special piece. I have 4 children also, and can relate to the "trying to be both" - it's hard huh? Thanks for sharing your work in this way, it is always so inspiring.
thank you :)
Thanks for sharing your "beginning"
love seeing this.
This is so beautiful as is the story behind it and that the material and memories are entwined in one made piece makes it so very special. I am really looking forward to seeing what comes next.
Intriguing - the borderless side....!
This post quite touched my heart, aside from the loveliness of the work itself, it made me suddenly interested in your four children, so I visited each of them at their post on your journal. What a depth of mothering will produce--they are quite beautiful, well wrought independent creators in their own right. What an amazing artist you are!
i second jeana's thank you.
it's hard. doing it all. just realized hoola tallulah said it was hard too...
maybe i should just say ditto.
ps. how big is it?
Lovely. Thank you!
I wasn't a quilter when my two were born; I was a knitter. I still am, first and foremost. That is to day, I quilt a great deal, but I knit every day -- and sometimes all day. I can see your quilt replicated in yarn...
Again, thank you.
I love this
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