Memory Cloth – AUNT MAE
When I was 8 or 10
- I got to visit my Aunt Mae in Racine.
We would bake cookies and she taught me to sew with her treadle sewing
machine. They didn’t have children so
one bedroom was her sewing room. I
thought that was such a luxury. I could
use her scraps to make doll clothes. It
was so fun to figure out how to make them.
There weren’t any patterns and she let me work on my own. She taught me to hand sew and embroider
flowers on my doll dresses.
Embroidery has become a time of reflection and meditation
for me. My memories are transformed
while stitching. I discovered this way
of working from "Amazwi
Abesifazane: Voices of Women," the South African project dealing
with apartheid experiences. They’ve
asked me to spread the process in America and that’s what I’m doing.
Made 2015 Recalling Summers 1958
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