Nests
“We steal the shiny bits, and build them into our own disorderly nests.”
It's usually words I steal away, like the ones above, the ones I've scattered below, but sometimes it's images, too. The screen shot of Angela Lansbury and Levar Burton made me smile, and so I joked I would get a large print of it for the wall - a reminder of their early nineties glory. But the more I came back to the image, the more it reminded me of who I am and what I love, the more I realized that this was something necessary for my nest. It's 18x24, a simple black and white print in an inexpensive frame, hung quickly next to my work table so that I can see it as often as I am back here, which lately seems to be all the time.
I love knowing that what catches my eye is not the same as someone else, and that this bit, shining and eye catching for me, might be trivial to someone else. I love that what I squirrel away, whether in my mind or physically in our home (tiny glass jars to hold objects, anyone?) is a collection of pieces that once belonged to someone else, and are now made my own by the sheer fact of their arrangement.
