A Home.

Crying because these are so beautiful and it is once again the final day of the semester.  My Nests have finally found a home. VanDyke Brown Prints. 8x8. 2015.

Ireland Nests V, VI, VII.

The last installation of my Irish nest; all three taken from the ruins of a hermitage, a microclimate with tropical plants, nestled safely on the mountainside.

Ireland Nests III, IV.

Ireland nests day two of three.  I will never be able to get over how magically beautiful the Irish landscape is and I will never fully be able to describe it to you.

Ireland Nests I, II.

Before even leaving for Ireland, I had mentioned that I wanted to resume my series of nests.  These images are from one of three days I was able to find the time to do so. While revisiting this process one thing became very clear to me; I am not nesting so much as I am …

What I Have.

Nests. An ongoing series of the nests I've been prone to make throughout my life. These nests are impermanent structures providing comfort and isolation from an ever busy world. ----- As you may or may not remember, I began recording my nests this past summer.  Recently I've been organizing my hard-drive and I've finally gotten …

I Wrote This.

For my Art Therapy class we had to make a self-portrait; so I made this. (please don't judge my disgusting feet) We also had to write a paper about it; so I wrote this. I wanted to make something little, something that could be transported easily, something that felt intimate and personal, safe yet uncomfortable. …

Nest XIII.

I saw some pretty light when I went to get a cup of water this morning and I felt compelled to nest.  I'm not sure why I had stopped this practice (midterms), but I fully intend to resume it once again.  There is something so therapeutic about making a structure to exist in, even if only …

Google Images.

I just googled myself (as I am almost positive we all do from time to time).  I clicked on one of my photos via google images to see it a little bit bigger.  The image is on the left hand side and similar images show up on the right (so that you can find more …

Nests X, XI, XII.

I had a peaceful morning at home before I left for the big city, walking through the corn knowing well that it will be coming down soon, taking in the smell and the wall it builds around our property, clods of dirt under my bare feet.  I was at peace, and so I nested.  Actually as I …