She lived in a time when women were silenced,
docile and obedient,
not allowed to vote.
She was a gentle soul, a hard worker,
a dedicated mother and devoted wife.
She had opinions, but kept them to herself.
Her mind was filled with ideas, desires,
questions and resentments,
but these thoughts remained locked inside.
When I was making this picture, with machine and hand stitching and a scrap of
fabric, I was thinking about how wonderful it is that, these days, after years of struggle, women are able to express themselves, vote, protest and march for their beliefs. When I flipped the embroidery over, I realized how much more expressive the reverse side was.