I reference the Sheela-Na-Gig, a mysterious fertility statue found across medieval Europe, in all her yonic glory. From her insides spew a bubbling bunch of cranberries, an image transfer of a photograph I took during the harvest of my family’s cranberry farm. Made during an artist residency in the wine-rich Italian area of Piedmont, I equate the area’s own agricultural fertility with that of my origins on New England cranberry bog: the title “Spumadonna” combines Italian words for “bubbling” (as in the sparkling wine Spumante) and “woman”.