Andrea Dezso’s series of embroidered illustrations and superstitions are perhaps more than they seem. I see a great deal of truth in her mother’s folkloric sayings. I heed their warnings.
I have always been one to pick up superstitions as a means of keeping my spiritual bases covered. I avoid cracks in the sidewalk, I carry a lucky rabbit’s foot, and I hold my breath at every graveyard I pass. Sure, if you hold back your bowel movement feces will probably not come out through your mouth, but does that mean everybody should wallow in misery, bloated with bowels brimming with feces? I hope not.