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PRISON SERIES - 2008

Women In Prison: From Shame to Freedom

95 x 86.5

Bars - 26.5 x 36.5

Daisy - 71 x 26.5

THE STORY OF DAISY: During the years as a volunteer in a woman's prison, I met a woman, Daisy, who told me her story of abuse at the hands of her father and uncle. When Daisy arrived at the prison, she was so violent, she was put into confinement where everything was taken away but a Bible, that she only used for hitting the staff with. In her pain, Daisy threw the Bible at the wall yelling, "Why does everyone hate me?" "Why can't I be loved"? In exhaustion, Daisy fell to the concrete floor and saw the Bible had fallen open to John 15:18 - 25 - Why are you surprised that the world hates you when it hated Me first (paraprashed). Daisy said her life was chanced. She later said - it's kinda like Jesus comes and hovers over the prison in a helicopter. He has a megaphone and is calling down to us saying - I love you, you are my dauthers - come and get on my helicopter. He lands in the iddle of the courtyard and takes off our prison clothes replacing them with beautiful gowns and tiaras. I said to Daisy - He says one more thing - Colossiams 2:16 - The judgement against you are gone! I saw Daisy's face change into what I call "Freedom".

- Buried Emotions - 22.5 x 28

Bricks & Mortar Fall - 22.5 x 26

Freedom - 22.5 x 26

Trafficking - 2014 - 2016

Detail of hands behind the zipper

Stop

2014

34 x 70

Can we stop and see the faces of the wounded victom in the cities?

Deconstruct cotton fabric, drawings with water soluable pencils

Hear My Cry

2015

24 x 32

Gesso cotton with water soluable graphite pencil drawings and stitching

Details

Hidden

2016

32 x 40

Are the hidden in

our society seen?

Detail

My Mother's Memories - 2018

Detail

My Mother's Memories -

She Had None

2 - 9.5 x 51

Stitched. from vinatge hankies, doilies, laces and pillow case, while sitting with my father in law after his stroke.

While stitchinig, I realized all my vintage pieces came from my husband's side of the family and I had nothing from my mother to incorporate into the piece. A still voice gently said - That's because she had nothing to give.

Not only did she not have any vintage pieces, because of the abuse she suffered, she didn't have the tools to raise me with compassion. My mother, eventually died of alzhemiers as she worked to forget her own suffering.

Mended Memories

2018

13 x 58

After my mother's death, I wanted to

stitch a piece of vintage fabric.

A friend, Kelly Master,s showed me

all her l50- 200 year old Ikat fabrics.

At the bottom of the stack of incredible Japanese weavings, she had one left, torn and in tatters. Would I be offended if she gave me that one piece? Tears!

I held onto it for several years, not knowing what I would do with it.

After my deep healing, I knew I had to mend the piece, just as forgiveness had mended my heart.

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Memories

2022

8 x 64

Started in 2016

After my mother's death, I flew to Ohio to sit and stitch with Rosalie Dace, a fiber artist from South Africa.

I had to put the piece down due to extreme, arthritis pain in my hands. In 2022, I discovered 2 of my parathyroids were diseased. My hands are still bone on bone,, but within a week of surgery, I was able to finish my stitching, pain free!

Botanical printed raw silk with onions, and eucalyptus. Silk organza and entirely hand stitched with cotton threads.

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Syrian Refuges - 2020

Syrian Rufuges - 43 x 26

In February, 2020, my best friend, Kathy Hart and husband, Steve went to northern Lebanon doing relief work. They barely made it out of the country as flights cancelled due to covid

Since I was not able to join them, this work is based on the stories and photos taken by them.