drawing | nest

in the past week i considered nests and how this word for bird's homes carries different meanings. my mind and vision raced, from classics and the mindful weighing of soft toned {imaginary} eggs to considering dollops of mistletoe crowded in tree crowns, offering a bird's nest silhouette from the ground up. in the end the image which spoke to me predominantly was the feeling of loss, the point on which emotions tangle up and nest in noxious liaisons. reinforced by heedful nightly hours on the internet i give you the memory of a branch, with the promise of december inside. rose's nesting theme, this weekend. river update.