08/04/2026
"Empty nest" 2026
Ironical neo-baroque still life. An exploration of consumer culture, ecology, and the preservation of memory.
A house finch built a nest in the spring inside my Christmas wreath on the front door, which somehow stayed up until early June. The whole month of June was cold, and I honestly think it was my fault. Out of four, three hatched. They were blue eggs. I thought they were all boys. The books were free finds, the vase is from a thrift store, the planter was about to be thrown out, the broken bird is a garden ornament, the Lego is ,as usual -me, and the flowers, cornflowers and gooseberries, were given away for free on a marketplace, while the main bouquet and lilies were bought at the local market. I admire the labor behind it all.
What goes on in my head when there are two teenagers at home and one will soon be leaving?
The ups and downs of fear, memories of my own childhood, how hard it is to be a mom, and how much I'm still learning right along with my kids. How not to lose yourself while trying to be understanding. Too much. Trying to live in time. Staying connected.