Jewish Stories

The Cutter

Piecework at Home

The Tailor

I come from a family of stitchers and quilters and tailors and dressmakers. My mother made all our clothes and the drapes and slipcovers in our home.

I see fabric as a traditional women’s art form, and in many cases, a tool for social change. In my work I depict images of early twentieth century garment workers, whose work as labour organisers has helped build a world where I have the luxury to use fabric as an art form, as I carry on the tradition of social change.

We Demand Work

‘We Demand Work’ was modelled after a photo of a 1930 Labour Zionist May Day march in Winnipeg.

Carrying the Work Home

The Seamstress

The Immigrants

Message for the Boss

The Yiddish reads: May you grow like an onion with your head in the ground and your feet in the air.

Women's Seder

Dressmaker's Channukah

The Zayde

Seventh Night

Decorating the Sukkah

Making Matzah

Candle Lighting

The Ten Plagues

Warsaw Ghetto

The Museum

In 1942 in Prague the Nazis set up a museum of Judaica to record the culture of a soon to be extinct people.

Jewish curators and art historians were forced to catalogue and display many thousands of “artifacts”, the confiscated property of Jews who had been sent to the death camps.

Places of Fear

This piece is about the intersection of Jewish internalized oppression and women’s internalized oppression, about the places we feel bad about ourselves and yet have to keep on smiling.

What Right Have I?

What right have I to feel this pain
You tell me is not mine?
Yet these Jews are my people.
Blood of my blood,
Dear to my heart,
Grappling with the same fears.
For me the law is one of No Return.
I do not deny my mother’s gentile line.
But Jewish is my world by birth,
Not a state I have to earn.
What haven mine if They should come again?
I will not let you keep me from my home.