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I salvaged the fabric remnants and created multiple textile panels as a memorial to the women of Ohav Sholaum and all the Jewish women who sat in all those synagogue balconies. The fabrics of all the original cushions are reused in the vanishing perspective stripes that recall the view I saw in the synagogue balcony.
I was told that when the women died, their cushions were never moved nor removed. In fact, the cushions, which expressed their personalities by the fabrics they chose, became their markers — in life and then later in death.
Using myself as a model, I created an “everywoman,” patched together in neutral colors and placed in the center of the tallis-like panel. She is a seamstress, of course, and she is making a cushion, of course.
We are all seamstresses,
who are descended from seamstresses.
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