I made this quilt in 2003 for my husband Peter when we were dating. In 2012, after six years of marriage we decided to have a baby. It was our first pregnancy. Ten weeks later while both of us were home I had a miscarriage. During the ordeal I stained our quilt. I was devastated that I might have ruined it. I soaked it in our bathroom sink in hopes that it could be saved. I sat there processing the event and all my feelings. I felt an incredible urgency to make art; to document the moment and the sculptural form of the quilt draped on the sink. I didn’t have the physical strength to manage the tripod and camera, so together Peter and I worked to compose the picture of our shared experience. It was the first time we collaborated and made art together. One year later to the day our first son Paul was born.