Blood Moon
2025
Watercolor, ink and water, photographic transfer on silk
127 × 66 cm
“I had the baby for Erin last night, Pat.”
“Are you alright, Ma?”
She said, “I had the most beautiful dream. I dreamt of the entire birth and it was the most beautiful thing I ever experienced.”
Last night was my due date.
27 September 2015.
The start of Sukkot and total lunar eclipse (Super Blood Moon).
I was fixated by this date. Nine months pregnant and sure my baby would be born exactly on the day, the stars were literally aligned. Even though we were consistently told this never happens, I believed otherwise.
Feast of tabernacles, a double thanksgiving, after waiting so many years to get pregnant. I told my husband we had to stay up and wait for the baby. We watched South Paw. We waited. I woke up the next day and seven days after that still very pregnant. When my dad called and told me the dream my grandmother had on my due date it was the most beautiful gift I could receive. She dreamed what my body had not yet done. She delivered what I could not yet bring forth. And in that dream, a name was passed down—
Jane.
Who was known as Jean, but born Jane.
That is the middle name of my daughter. Jane: God is gracious.
When I created Blood Moon I cried. Working with such urgency, passion, photographic emulsion, gooey, blood red, black — it was giving birth to something eternal.
2025
Watercolor, ink and water, photographic transfer on silk
127 × 66 cm
“I had the baby for Erin last night, Pat.”
“Are you alright, Ma?”
She said, “I had the most beautiful dream. I dreamt of the entire birth and it was the most beautiful thing I ever experienced.”
Last night was my due date.
27 September 2015.
The start of Sukkot and total lunar eclipse (Super Blood Moon).
I was fixated by this date. Nine months pregnant and sure my baby would be born exactly on the day, the stars were literally aligned. Even though we were consistently told this never happens, I believed otherwise.
Feast of tabernacles, a double thanksgiving, after waiting so many years to get pregnant. I told my husband we had to stay up and wait for the baby. We watched South Paw. We waited. I woke up the next day and seven days after that still very pregnant. When my dad called and told me the dream my grandmother had on my due date it was the most beautiful gift I could receive. She dreamed what my body had not yet done. She delivered what I could not yet bring forth. And in that dream, a name was passed down—
Jane.
Who was known as Jean, but born Jane.
That is the middle name of my daughter. Jane: God is gracious.
When I created Blood Moon I cried. Working with such urgency, passion, photographic emulsion, gooey, blood red, black — it was giving birth to something eternal.
2025
Watercolor, ink and water, photographic transfer on silk
127 × 66 cm
“I had the baby for Erin last night, Pat.”
“Are you alright, Ma?”
She said, “I had the most beautiful dream. I dreamt of the entire birth and it was the most beautiful thing I ever experienced.”
Last night was my due date.
27 September 2015.
The start of Sukkot and total lunar eclipse (Super Blood Moon).
I was fixated by this date. Nine months pregnant and sure my baby would be born exactly on the day, the stars were literally aligned. Even though we were consistently told this never happens, I believed otherwise.
Feast of tabernacles, a double thanksgiving, after waiting so many years to get pregnant. I told my husband we had to stay up and wait for the baby. We watched South Paw. We waited. I woke up the next day and seven days after that still very pregnant. When my dad called and told me the dream my grandmother had on my due date it was the most beautiful gift I could receive. She dreamed what my body had not yet done. She delivered what I could not yet bring forth. And in that dream, a name was passed down—
Jane.
Who was known as Jean, but born Jane.
That is the middle name of my daughter. Jane: God is gracious.
When I created Blood Moon I cried. Working with such urgency, passion, photographic emulsion, gooey, blood red, black — it was giving birth to something eternal.