The Angel in the House & him

(Silk organza, Silk taffeta, Cheesecloth, Tulle and Thread), 60 x 60 inches.
© 2014 Michelle Melo. All rights reserved.

Stitched text:

“and while I was writing this review, I discovered that If I were going to review books I should need to do battle with a certain phantom.” “It was she who used to come between me and my paper when I was writing reviews. It was she who bothered me and wasted my time and so tormented me that at last I killed her”…“and while I was writing this review, I discovered that If I were going to review books I should need to do battle with a certain phantom.” “It was she who used to come between me and my paper when I was writing reviews. It was she who bothered me and wasted my time and so tormented me that at last I killed her”…“and while I was writing this review, I discovered that If I were going to review books I should need to do battle with a certain phantom.” “It was she who used to come between me and my paper when I was writing reviews. It was she who bothered me and wasted my time and so tormented me that at last I killed her”…

Fragments taken from:
Edited with an Introduction and Notes by DAVID BRADSHAW.
Virginia Woolf. Selected Essays”, Oxford University Press, New York, 2008. Professions for Women, SELECTED ESSAYS: Reading and Writing. Page 141.

The Angel in the House & him

(Silk organza, Silk taffeta, Cheesecloth, Tulle and Thread), 60 x 60 inches.
© 2014 Michelle Melo. All rights reserved.

Stitched text:

“and while I was writing this review, I discovered that If I were going to review books I should need to do battle with a certain phantom.” “It was she who used to come between me and my paper when I was writing reviews. It was she who bothered me and wasted my time and so tormented me that at last I killed her”…“and while I was writing this review, I discovered that If I were going to review books I should need to do battle with a certain phantom.” “It was she who used to come between me and my paper when I was writing reviews. It was she who bothered me and wasted my time and so tormented me that at last I killed her”…“and while I was writing this review, I discovered that If I were going to review books I should need to do battle with a certain phantom.” “It was she who used to come between me and my paper when I was writing reviews. It was she who bothered me and wasted my time and so tormented me that at last I killed her”…

Fragments taken from:
Edited with an Introduction and Notes by DAVID BRADSHAW.
Virginia Woolf. Selected Essays”, Oxford University Press, New York, 2008. Professions for Women, SELECTED ESSAYS: Reading and Writing. Page 141.