Saggy-Boobed Barrel Mother
I have absolutely no idea what's going on in this scene, but when I first laid eyes on it, my heart went pitter patter. I love art that gets my imagination going. Is it an ode to breastfeeding? Perhaps commentary on the sacrificial nature of nurture. Or an invitation to taste her latest batch of barrel-aged liquid gold? Regardless, I love the way she's got her arms thrown open as if to call everyone to her side and most especially, the way she's rocking those saggy boobs.
This illustration is from a 1565 book published by the Parisian bookseller Richard Breton called "The Drolatic Dreams of Pentagruel." It's chock full of strange creatures like this, just begging to be shown to a modern audience (which is where me and my needle come in).
Single strand embroidery on cream cotton in a hand-painted, six-inch hoop.
**PLEASE NOTE** This is a Made to Order embroidery, so small variations may occur (because: handmade) and (art). I'll need up to two weeks to stitch this for you; as soon as I receive the order, I'll contact you with an anticipated shipping date. Thank you for understanding that handmade art is a slow process with huge rewards.**