This morning I woke up, looked across the room at my clothes hamper, and felt the need to nest. I gathered the cloth from the basket and created a space in which I could lay. Then I snapped a picture. Something about the action of gathering materials from my surroundings, creating a temporary sculpture, placing myself within it for protection, capturing it and finally dismantling it was very therapeutic. This process was meditative for me, it allowed me to find a new way to exist within a space I frequent.
I plan on continuing this series, my goal to make at least one new nest a week. The photograph serves merely as a record. I don’t plan on wearing the same outfit or waiting for the perfect light. These nests are spontaneous, as I wonder and see a spot (or object) that speaks to me, I will stop, no matter where I am or how I’m dressed. Maybe something will come from these images, but for now that is not their intent; for now I am exploring my new found fascination with nests.
