I finally started the central figure of my mother art piece.

I had put it off because I hate dolls. They just seem like brainwashing to make girls think they should have babies. Abbey told me to think of it as a figure. That worked for me. Here’s the figure on the womb for scale:

Then came time to open the figure’s womb. As I sat on my bed and cut the stomach open with scissors, I felt movement in my entire body. It was like a weight moving down my face, arms, stomach and thighs. It was intense.

I’ve also been researching images of Endometriosis. Not pretty. But it does translate well to fiber art:

The woven universe piece needs to hibernate for awhile so the Mother piece is going to be in this year’s Beyond The Fringe.