Life events, changes in health, sudden injuries-- they all become marks on our character, the things we carry in our hearts. Your character is permeable-- shifting, fluid, growing-- but sometimes the things carried in your heart cause your worries and fears to compound privately. The weight becomes too much to bear, and you are haunted by the whispers of your secrets and fears.
You were told to imagine a happy place to get through the tough spots. Sometimes the tough spots become such a fixture that you can build floor plans of that better place in your mind. You focus to get through, then you keep building. The floor plans grow and grow; the place becomes more realistic. Recovery is an ongoing process. You want a place to hide, a place to rest.
For years, I have been building a respite nest in my mind-- my quiet, comforting place of solace to carry on beyond the tough spots-- this piece is part of that safe place. The color palette is soft, comforting and reassuring--a spectrum of creams, tans, pale pinks and soft greys.
Safely tucked beneath the tipi is a cot with hand-dyed and printed fabric. The cot is my solid place to rest-- something solid and sure that can hold me up within a place so heavy with worries and fears. Resting on the cot and spilling onto the floor is a handmade blanket to cozy into for comforting. The blanket has multiple fabrics-- some hand-printed or appliqued-- all pieced with tiny details and layers.
There are stacked items and various vessels cluttering the wooden platform floor. Little nests inside remnants of cups of tea-- the vessels are stand-ins for the constants I rely on, the things we all hope will help with the healing process.
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"respite nest" installation view at lake erie templar auto building, lakewood, ohio ALL THAT MATTERS TO ME show, june 23, 2012. |