Lady Lace
For this work, I am pulled towards my southern roots again - thick summer nights, the muddy Mississippi, the way I used to dress up for Sunday School. I’m pulled towards the powerful and earnest works of the women of Gee’s Bend and the vintage hand-embroidered tableware that I’ve collected over the years. Read more on the journal.
Tracing Light
For this work, I am pulled towards my southern roots again - thick summer nights, the muddy Mississippi, the way I used to dress up for Sunday School. I’m pulled towards the powerful and earnest works of the women of Gee’s Bend and the vintage hand-embroidered tableware that I’ve collected over the years. Read more on the journal.
Sunday School
For this work, I am pulled towards my southern roots again - thick summer nights, the muddy Mississippi, the way I used to dress up for Sunday School. I’m pulled towards the powerful and earnest works of the women of Gee’s Bend and the vintage hand-embroidered tableware that I’ve collected over the years. Read more on the journal.
Lingering Dusk
For this work, I am pulled towards my southern roots again - thick summer nights, the muddy Mississippi, the way I used to dress up for Sunday School. I’m pulled towards the powerful and earnest works of the women of Gee’s Bend and the vintage hand-embroidered tableware that I’ve collected over the years. Read more on the journal.
Chapel
For this work, I am pulled towards my southern roots again - thick summer nights, the muddy Mississippi, the way I used to dress up for Sunday School. I’m pulled towards the powerful and earnest works of the women of Gee’s Bend and the vintage hand-embroidered tableware that I’ve collected over the years. Read more on the journal.
Sampler
For this work, I am pulled towards my southern roots again - thick summer nights, the muddy Mississippi, the way I used to dress up for Sunday School. I’m pulled towards the powerful and earnest works of the women of Gee’s Bend and the vintage hand-embroidered tableware that I’ve collected over the years. Read more on the journal.
Before the Rain Came
For this work, I am pulled towards my southern roots again - thick summer nights, the muddy Mississippi, the way I used to dress up for Sunday School. I’m pulled towards the powerful and earnest works of the women of Gee’s Bend and the vintage hand-embroidered tableware that I’ve collected over the years. Read more on the journal.
Blackpoint Farm
For this work, I am pulled towards my southern roots again - thick summer nights, the muddy Mississippi, the way I used to dress up for Sunday School. I’m pulled towards the powerful and earnest works of the women of Gee’s Bend and the vintage hand-embroidered tableware that I’ve collected over the years. Read more on the journal.
Divided
For this work, I am pulled towards my southern roots again - thick summer nights, the muddy Mississippi, the way I used to dress up for Sunday School. I’m pulled towards the powerful and earnest works of the women of Gee’s Bend and the vintage hand-embroidered tableware that I’ve collected over the years. Read more on the journal.
Baby Blue
For this work, I am pulled towards my southern roots again - thick summer nights, the muddy Mississippi, the way I used to dress up for Sunday School. I’m pulled towards the powerful and earnest works of the women of Gee’s Bend and the vintage hand-embroidered tableware that I’ve collected over the years. Read more on the journal.
Polarities
For this work, I am pulled towards my southern roots again - thick summer nights, the muddy Mississippi, the way I used to dress up for Sunday School. I’m pulled towards the powerful and earnest works of the women of Gee’s Bend and the vintage hand-embroidered tableware that I’ve collected over the years. Read more on the journal.
Keepsake
For this work, I am pulled towards my southern roots again - thick summer nights, the muddy Mississippi, the way I used to dress up for Sunday School. I’m pulled towards the powerful and earnest works of the women of Gee’s Bend and the vintage hand-embroidered tableware that I’ve collected over the years. Read more on the journal.
Mountains and Mountains to climb
For this work, I am pulled towards my southern roots again - thick summer nights, the muddy Mississippi, the way I used to dress up for Sunday School. I’m pulled towards the powerful and earnest works of the women of Gee’s Bend and the vintage hand-embroidered tableware that I’ve collected over the years. Read more on the journal.
Madonna and Child
For this work, I am pulled towards my southern roots again - thick summer nights, the muddy Mississippi, the way I used to dress up for Sunday School. I’m pulled towards the powerful and earnest works of the women of Gee’s Bend and the vintage hand-embroidered tableware that I’ve collected over the years. Read more on the journal.
Purple Crown
For this work, I am pulled towards my southern roots again - thick summer nights, the muddy Mississippi, the way I used to dress up for Sunday School. I’m pulled towards the powerful and earnest works of the women of Gee’s Bend and the vintage hand-embroidered tableware that I’ve collected over the years. Read more on the journal.
Sistine
For this work, I am pulled towards my southern roots again - thick summer nights, the muddy Mississippi, the way I used to dress up for Sunday School. I’m pulled towards the powerful and earnest works of the women of Gee’s Bend and the vintage hand-embroidered tableware that I’ve collected over the years. Read more on the journal.
Silent Night
For this work, I am pulled towards my southern roots again - thick summer nights, the muddy Mississippi, the way I used to dress up for Sunday School. I’m pulled towards the powerful and earnest works of the women of Gee’s Bend and the vintage hand-embroidered tableware that I’ve collected over the years. Read more on the journal.
California is Coming
For this work, I am pulled towards my southern roots again - thick summer nights, the muddy Mississippi, the way I used to dress up for Sunday School. I’m pulled towards the powerful and earnest works of the women of Gee’s Bend and the vintage hand-embroidered tableware that I’ve collected over the years. Read more on the journal.