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.