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| I am Innana Descent into the Underworld |
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| Third Prize - Fantasy Category Canadian Doll Artist Association Conference May 2000 |
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| Quilt background 27x36 inches - silk Dolls silk and unknown fibre |
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| This piece is a metaphore for chronic illness . As Innana descends into the underworld she has to leave behind her clothes, her jewelry, the skin, her flesh and finally her bones. She finally escapes the under world with the help of her sister but we can never leave the under world totally behind . Innana offered her husband as a subtitute - creating the seasons. Likewise we cannot heal from chronic illness untill we leave behind all parts of our old life and genuinely mourn them. Then we have to re-invent our selves as we hit rock bottom and arise again. But allways we are aware that at any time again we can hit that slide into oblivion. |
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| The skin & the flesh | ||||||||||||||||||
| Innana rising - | ||||||||||||||||||