Blue & Bell, 2017, 3 x 2 FT hand hooked wool on linen
Marriage Rug, 2018, 26 x 18 IN, hand hooked wool on linen
Part of Tarot Lovers exhibition 2018
Wellington County Museum, Aboyne, Ontario
August 28th, 1999. We were married in a peach orchard, swans embossed on our invitations, an evening fire, a baby in my belly. My rug is simple. My love is unconditional.
Living on Salem Pond, 2018, hand hooked wool on linen
Moonlit Slaughter 2020, 21 X 32 IN, hand hooked wool on linen
Papa in the Garden, 2021, 2.5 x 4.5 FT, hand hooked wool on linen
Intertwining the violence of death with the tenderness of memory, “Papa, Buried in our Garden” (2021) is a personal narrative of companionship and loss expressed through iconographies of friendship and mourning. The simple flying geese quilt pattern, an homage to Mennonite heritage and a symbol of safe haven in juxtaposition to the nightmarish imagery of the ravaged white swan. Papa, beloved visitor to their pond, killed in the jaws of a mink. His body entwined in rosemary, surrounded by ivy and forget-me-nots, traditional symbols of affection and remembrance.
Barn Owl, Mistletoe & Acorn, 2020, 22 x 29 IN, hand hooked wool on linen
Part of the Forgotten Language of Nature pattern series is in response to The Lost Words, an illustrated book of nature words that have fallen out of common usage among today's children. Words, now, so rarely used that they cease to exist as entries in the Oxford Junior Dictionary. Each of my patterns is a celebration and lamentation of these lost words; bluebells, barn owls, acorns, hares and more combined with darker images of bloodshed and tears as a comment on the beauty and tragic loss of the connection between childhood and the natural world.
Nest & Willow, 2020, 14 IN, hand hooked wool on linen
Wren, Fern, Buttercup & Bramble, 2021, 15 X 25 IN, hand hooked wool on linen
Part of The Forgotten Language of Nature pattern series is in response to The Lost Words, an illustrated book of nature words that have fallen out of common usage among today's children. Words, now, so rarely used that they cease to exist as entries in the Oxford Junior Dictionary. Each of my patterns is a celebration and lamentation of these lost words; bluebells, barn owls, acorns, hares and more combined with darker images of bloodshed and tears as a comment on the beauty and tragic loss of the connection between childhood and the natural world.
“Backward from the Earth” (2022)
Wool on Linen Substrate
25.5 x 44”
A night around the fire with Mercury in retrograde, the cabbage white moths and black swan drawn out of the darkness toward the flame in a flutter of wings and a tempest of energy. From the shadows of shared memory, “Backward from the Earth” (2022) captures the surreal and frenzied moment the black swan enters the flame, only to re-emerge unscathed.