This is the drawing I just finished. It is 22"x28," graphite and gouache on paper. It is the first nest I have found that uses mud blobs as construction materials, I am calling it an adobe nest, so appropriate for a nest found in New Mexico, land of adobe.
I think this nest was built by a raven.
According to Ted Andrews, Animal Speak, The keynote words for Raven is magic, shapeshifting, and creation. "The raven is one of those birds that has a tremendous amount of lore and mythology surrounding it, and it is often contradictory. It is a bird of birth and death, and it is a bird of mysticism and magic."
New Mexico Nest
To remember
What was seen
In real life
Or dreams......
Blue sky
Finding it's way through
Bare branches
Windy dust devils
Hurling dirt
Like boys at play
And you
Your pleasure
Your serious face
Lets share a cup of tea
I've been at my work
Started on the tenth
The day I found you
Behind the post office
Finished on the twenty second
Much crying and noshing of teeth
And now you are fine
As you were meant to be
When in my work I hardly
Look up
A circus parade could go by
I would not see it
All of my senses
My brain are engaged
And today
Easter Sunday
I begin anew
High hopes
And expectations
Perhaps that is what it is
The roller coaster ride
Nothing in between
Unless you've tried it
You cannot know
The intimations
A lovely piece
Of pure white paper
How insignificant
Unworthy one can feel
Your courage must be gathered
Inspirations remembered
You pick up the pencil
You begin
And you touch
Gently with love
You turn yourself
Wrong side out
Like a rubber glove
You no longer
Protect anything
You give it all
Is it real life
Or a dream
