Joy in the morning
Careful conversations
While navigating
Over eggs, tea & toast.

Burnt Toast
Burnt Feelings
Both spread
With preserves.

My work has always been permeated by a domestic theme. I am surrounded by family, both extended and immediate, their presence feeds me and what I create. I am intimately acquainted with all of the disciplines of textile and domestic work, so the idea of creating an apron had special appeal to me on many levels: as a textile artist, a homemaker, and poet.

I see aprons as a metaphor for how we cover or hide ourselves to prevent being splattered and stained by the spills of life. Kitchens are the room where people's feelings and words overflow on one another, and these interactions are some of the most intimate, sensitive and maddening of our lives.

This project went through at least six incarnations before arriving at the final results. My apron is made up of layers of cotton organdy, to allow the viewer, through veiled vision, to see the poem hand-stamped on cotton buckrum tape. This printing is done with rubber stamps with permanent ink. The waistband is made from a woven cotton ribbon. The pocket is a vintage doily decorated with a vintage mother-of-pearl button.

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