Late afternoon rain.
After it ended, the last rays of the setting sun warmed the trees,
bronzed the heliotrope,
illuminated the jasmine,
and set the leadwort aglow.
I stayed cosy inside my messy house.
To join, to make or mend, to decorate.
|Rug measures 28"x36"|
|Me and my Mom at the Atlas Affair. We are wearing our buttons. Photo:Bill Pope|
|Embroidered pillowcase: Rose, a slave, gave this pillowcase to her 9-year-old daughter when the girl was sold. The girl’s granddaughter, Ruth, later embroidered her family’s story onto it. Photo by Lexey Swall.|
|"Here Be Monsters"(2016) 51"(w) 63 1/2"(h). Hand embroidery, cotton on linen.|
“How did I come to write a comic?” I’m glad you asked. As soon as my husband Bob Bossin was diagnosed in 2011 with prostate cancer, we started making cancer jokes. Every time we could laugh about the situation, one of us would say, “That goes in the comic”. At this stage the comic was completely imaginary. But eventually I picked up my needle and stitched and stitched until I had over sixty embroidered squares…After embroidering 60 panels of the comics themselves, Elizabeth decided to make them into quilts. I took a few shots of her in her lovely bright studio. ( I have had the privilege of assisting her with assembling the quilt tops. She is doing all the hand-quilting herself.)
... I like the comic book medium because it gives some lightness to a pretty serious situation. On the night of Bob’s diagnosis we made a decision to get married and one of our marriage vows was to never lose our sense of humour. I have created this comic as partial fulfillment of my wedding vows.