When I lost my mother to a four-year battle with breast cancer on Mother's Day of 2000, my journey with grief and hope had just begun. I had a long difficult path to travel; a path that was unfamiliar and came with no maps or directions. One day, a very special friend in my mother's life gave me a butterfly. She said, the butterfly is like the soul, once liberated from its cocoon, it is beautiful and free to fly above us, and watch over us. The cocoon and butterfly have become a powerful healing symbol for me. While grief for the life trapped in the cocoon is difficult, there is hope in the escape of the butterfly. I offer you Fields of Hope -an installation exhibit representing a journey through grief with hope.

Pod Farm, Darkroom Gallery, Omaha,NE, Sept. 18-Oct.3, 2004. 

Welcome to Pod Farm.

For me, the pod is a form full of potential and curiosity. A pod as we know it is, after all, a shell in which life gestates like a cocoon, a seedpod, an egg and even a womb. The thought of this nurturing happening within such a basic form is an inspiring idea as it delves into the unknown.

Living and working on a farm has inspired this installation. I always love those u-pick fruit places and so I thought, what if I could use the concept in an installation. By allowing the audience to participate in the show, and discarding social pretensions typically placed on viewing an art object encouraging touching, holding "picking" and taking of the art.

Pod Farm was created to be experienced and enjoyed by you, the viewer.

Small Pods are $50 and Large are $325.