GCTV Segment on The Linens Project

The day of the opening at the Western Mass RLC Alicia Brody from Greenfield Community Television interviewed me in my studio. Given how exhausted I was from getting ready for the opening I wasn’t sure how wise an idea that was, but Alicia did an incredible job with the material she got from our interview. She also filmed the reading that was done during the opening, and  included Jessica Star “reading” (embodying is more accurate a description) my poem “Directions for Reading Poetry” in this segment.  It was a joy to get to work with Alicia, and I hope we can work together again in the future.


Opening of The Linens Project at Western Mass RLC, March 7, 2014

Heroes Among Us Embroidered by Carrie Barracco Baby Christening Gown, Maker Unknown Purchased at a tag sale, $5.00

Heroes Among Us
Embroidered by Carrie Barracco
Baby Christening Gown, Maker Unknown
Purchased at a tag sale, $5.00

Lilith’s Kiss Embroidered by Carrie Barracco Table Runner made by Hortense Morrison Donated by Wendi Weinberg,  Granddaughter of Hortense Morrison

Lilith’s Kiss
Embroidered by Carrie Barracco
Table Runner made by Hortense Morrison
Donated by Wendi Weinberg,
Granddaughter of Hortense Morrison

City Tree
Embroidered by Jessica Star
Table Runner, Maker Unknown
Poem originally published in
Boston Literary Journal
Purchased for $1.99 on Ebay
($5.85 shipping)

Directions for Reading Poetry
Embroidered by Laura Gail Grohe
Tablecloth, Maker Unknown
Purchased for $1.99 on Ebay
($5.85 shipping)

And It is Good Embroidered by Barbara Lemoine Apron, Maker Unknown Purchased at thrift store,  donated by Jessica Star

And It is Good
Embroidered by Barbara Lemoine
Apron, Maker Unknown
Purchased at thrift store,
donated by Jessica Star

February 28, 2014

Shortly after I began work on The Linens Project my life was shattered by exposure to toxic mold, which in turn pushed my symptoms from Lyme disease to where they were crippling. On good days I worked on this project—cleaning linens, writing drafts of blog posts, learning to embroider. There weren’t a lot of good days. But I believed in this project, and was determined to see it happen.

It turns out I wasn’t the only one who believed in this project and was determined to see it happen. Friends asked if they could embroider a poem—which in and of itself was generous, but more so given that while most of my friends are artists, almost none had ever done embroidery. As the date for the opening of The Linens Project at the Western Mass RLC came closer I had a friend offer to write my press release—which a lifesaver given how confused I’ve been. Other friends have worked to help get the word out about the opening. So while the poetry on the linens is my work, and the vision is mine, this has become something far bigger than me. And I am both excited and humbled by how people have come forward to be a part of this project, and I see it continuing after this first show in Greenfield.

I still have the almost finished drafts of blog posts about what has happened with this project, and I will be posting them as they are finished. Until then, here is the press release that Marianne Connolly wrote for the opening next week.

Dates: March 7 – June 7, 2014
Opening reception and poetry reading: March 7, 6-9:00 pm
Location: Western Mass. RLC; 74 Federal Street, Greenfield, MA
Open Hours: Monday – Wednesday 1-4:00 pm; Friday 2:30-5:00 pm
Contact Information: (413) 772-0715
Website: http://www.westernmassrlc.org/

Greenfield, Massachusetts

Laura Gail Grohe is a poet with a passion for language and history. In The Linens Project she literally stitches those passions together by embroidering her poems on antique linens such as table runners, napkins and baby clothes. These compelling works are sometimes lyrical, like the love poem stitched on a table runner, and sometimes challenging, like the poem about abuse embroidered on a baby’s christening gown.

Grohe collects her linens from junk stores and tag sales, finding it hard to leave behind a placemat or a handkerchief that has embroidery or handmade lace but is being sold for a dollar. She repairs, washes, starches and irons before the pieces are embroidered, reflecting the labor of women in the past who worked on these same linens. Although she’s expert at intricate beading, Grohe wasn’t experienced with embroidery, and a team, including her husband and friends, worked with her on the series. On March 7, at the opening reception, many of those people will read the poems they worked with.

The Linens Project is the final show in the “Life Systems” series, curated by artist Adrian Montagano. The series concept invited artists to explore the question: What do you see and experience in life that is not part of “consensus reality.” The exhibit will be at the Western Mass. RLC from March 7 through June 7, 2014. The opening reception will be on March 7 from 6 to 9:00 pm, with a poetry reading by Grohe and other area artists.

You can read more about this project on Grohe’s blog: http://linensproject.wordpress.com/


You are a Buddhist
and I’m a witch

We meet here
on plains of fire

to build with air
the word

of God ourselves
from bone deep stillness.

Creatures of spirit
made of dust and hope.

We ride waves
of language.

and weave shadows
from light.

Spinning, spinning, spinning
we raise the new day.

Laura Gail Grohe


What Is the Linens Project?

This project began with a poem.

In 2010 I had the opportunity to take a week long workshop with Marge Piercy. At the end of the week she asked us what we could get rid of in our lives that was taking time away from our poetry. There was no judgement or blame in the question, but she was adamant about the need for each of us to answer the question for ourselves. In that moment, sitting in a room with 12 other extraordinary, committed poets it was easy to decide to jettison anything that distracted me from my poetry.

Now, I love searching in junk stores for hidden treasures. And I have a lot of junk from those junk stores, junk that if I took the time to (fill in the blank) it would be returned to its former glory. It’s especially hard for me to leave behind something that has been hand embroidered or has handmade lace edging it when it is priced for a dollar. It almost physically hurts me to see that piece of fabric that someone has labored over for hours, being sold basically as junk. But even when I buy them I never did much with them other than wash them.

When I returned home from the workshop with Marge I wrote the following poem:


I find an old shirt, stitched long ago, by a woman now dust.
The asking price is a quarter, a bargain by some reckonings,
an insult by others.
I ache for that forgotten woman, her discarded handwork
selling for less than the cost of her fabric.
I want to bring this treasure home,
soak it until it shines white,
stitch the torn places, starch the collar.

Fingering the soft shirt I ask the hard question:
Do I value this shirt more than my poetry?
Is the time spent repairing and reclaiming
worth more than the poems I could write?

I gently return the shirt to the bin,
knowing its maker would approve.

Flash forward two years. I had taken this poem to heart, and had narrowed my focus to poetry and beads (I work part time at a bead store). A friend and I were selling our jewelery at a church sale, and at the end of the day they were selling everything you can jam in a bag for a dollar. My friend knew I loved old linens, so she grabed the ones that were lying in with the Pez dispensers, chia pets without seeds, and other end of tag sale trash.

A week later,, as I was ironing one of the now beautifully white place mats, I started to get mad at myself for loosing focus with my poetry, and in one of those moments that should involve a burning bush it hit me. The placemat was approximately the same size and shape as a piece of paper. I knew in that moment that I needed to put my poetry onto the linens I had collected.

Initially I thought I would have other people paint or draw my poems onto the linens (my handwriting is atrocious), but it was made clear to me that to maintain the integrity of my vision the poems needed to be embroidered onto the linens. I did not know how to do embroidery. However, I do a lot of other handwork, and in particular I do intricate, labor intensive beadweaving. I figured I could learn to do embroidery.

As I talked about this project with people I was surprised at the excitement it generated, and surprised that all kinds of people were excited by it, it didn’t matter if they read poetry or liked old linens, everyone wanted me to do this project. I was approached by two friends who were the curators of a juried series of art shows. They were familiar with my poetry and beadwork, and had heard me talk about this project. They asked me to submit a proposal to the series, even though I had not yet learned to embroider. They had that much faith in me, and they wanted to see my vision made real. I got into the series. And so it began.