

She is lying next to me on the couch, peacefully sleeping, like I should be. I’m really enamored this time. I was with Om too, and made a whole graduate thesis based on my new reality with him, but she is something special in another way. Like her name means, a re-birth, a new life, a renewal of all that is good and can be hoped for. We’re working on three months and a week of knowing each other in person, I feel like the meet and greet happened long ago.
The new body of work Nesting is closing this week at Palmer’s, its an uncomplicated collection of 16 drawings and 5 paintings all of the same bird. Only two drawings actually have nests, because lets be honest, its all about the bird, and the bird is me. Its like I took a bow and said, yes, I can do Mothering, its what I do and I’ve got it now, and then had another baby and packed in an art show, a new business and other various time consuming activities. I think I’m up to more than what normal people do first few months post-partum. Is that called working for yourself? The bird stands on the ground looking up into the stylized London Plain Sycamores like the ones on my street, Michigan Avenue, and although looking away and quite small, is the focus of the entire piece. There are only three colors to choose from, yellow ochre, prussian blue, and green earth, and the bird is only in grahite with a little touch up. I’m happy with the simplicity, I’m pleased with the extremely positive response to the work, I only wish the economy was on the up during my chance to plaster the gallery walls! Friday night I’ll close the event with Melissa Bond and a poetry reading about nests, birds, and whatever else Melissa wants to share. Its nice to find someone who is working with words the way I’m thinking about images. Looking forward to it!
