2020 BLM Retrospective
The central piece of this project is an avatar of mitochondrial Eve, the first mother of all humankind. While weaving glass beads, copper wiring, and canvas patches around her rattan wicker body, I wondered about Eve’s first birthing experience. How did she know what to do, when to push, how to nurse? I imagine Mother Earth was her midwife, and they forged a bond. They made an agreement. Mother Earth would always support Eve’s labor and provide everything her children needed to live, grow, and thrive. In return, Eve would teach her children to care for Mother Earth’s offspring—her sweet waters and salt waters, the land, air, trees, flora and fauna—everything here. For millennia, Eve’s progeny honored that bond until some of her children forgot: we share a common ancestor whose blood, melanin, and molecules are in our DNA. We share a common home. Surely, Mother Earth feels her sister’s pain, symbolized by the ceramic hand at the base holding teardrops. This avatar begs us to remember. When we look at the smiling faces and names around her body, as well as the other crystal cluster pieces that compose this project, perhaps we will recall not only the tragic stories of their murders in 2020, but the sacredness of human life and the mothers’ sacred bond.