By Robyn Ochs
Carol E. Moses, 74, died on Tuesday, March 18, 2025, at her home in Cambridge, Massachusetts.
Surviving Carol is her spouse David Vasconcelos and her two adult children, as well as grandchildren, siblings, niblings, and friends.
Carol had a love of nature, including plants and birds, that continued throughout her life. She had an eclectic career, working in a variety of jobs to support her family, including bakery, factory work, and even as a Boston taxi driver.
A lifelong learner, Carol was always excited to discover new things. She went back to college in the 1990s to study cultural anthropology. She loved language and travel. Her interests and energy helped her make friends all over the world, particularly in Japan.
In her free time, Carol spent hours making watercolor paintings that expressed her ideas and feelings, eventually showing her work in Cambridge and Boston.
In the mid-1990s Carol retrained to be a technical writer and got a software job where she met her future spouse, David.
She later retired from software and became a full-time artist, finally able to focus on her most meaningful work: paintings, “word paintings,” and photography. Some of Carol’s work has appeared in Bi Women Quarterly, and you can find more of her work at www.carolmoses.com.
Carol was generous with her help and support of people and issues she cared about. She shared her home and her resources, wrote encouraging letters to people who were down, got more people to make art, and helped out in community organizations, including Bi Women Quarterly, the Bisexual Resource Center, and The LGBT Asylum Task Force.
Carol was a regular at the monthly digital brunches sponsored by BWQ and the Boston Bisexual Women’s Network, and she and her partner David were among our most reliable volunteers at the “Stuff & Stuffs,” quarterly events at which we mail out the new issue of BWQ and then share a meal. (David, if you are reading this, you are still welcome to join us!)
May our sister Carol E. Moses rest in power.
textured paper with blue and yellow watercolor wash: “everybody slips from this world. we have the longing to stay. our time, what we are alloted, is both infinite and immediate. a match that thunders across time, or a wispy little breeze, a tiny bubble among multitudes. a lump, a bump, a heap, a thread, a tendril. we are here in some form. then we slip away and the earth reconfigures.”