This piece may not have been the last one completed, though as I recall each object was progressively larger than the last. 7 x 10 3/4" -- cloth, recycled brewing bag, ink, fresh dryer sheets. Each of the eight sheets blowing from the line stands for one of the eight people who died, in my personal and professional worlds, during Lent 2007. An old friend of my husband's died suddenly from an undiagnosed cancer; my cousin Paul committed suicide; the granddaughter of church members died of aneurysm in her eighth month of pregnancy (baby Caleb was delivered safely); and then elder member Dorothy stopped eating, and passed; two other elderly women of the congregation died; a pillar of the church died suddenly after choking in a restaurant and slipping into a coma; and right after Easter the wife of a friend and Pastor died of colon cancer, after a long decline. It was one funeral per week, and then some, throughout Lent that year. We were all pretty shell-shocked in the end.And of course, after that there's only t.s. elliot.
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