It’s really quite personal for me and steeped in meaning. It represents a lot of the emotions and frustrations I’ve been feeling this year around my personal health and how menstrual health conditions are treated both in society and medically.
It has been rolled and hung and folded and stroked and cradled. It has been admired, and treasured. It has also been changed - bits have been removed and permanently marked. It will never be the same again.
I’ve been a little quiet here recently but over the past few months I’ve been slowly adding to this big (like 2m tall) embroidery piece…
I am officially giving up on trying to do any kind of October drawing challenge. Here’s some baked goods instead, drawn without references from the back of a car in the southern bits of France!


















