I was asked to interpret this poem into a piece of art.
Crow Woman's Day by Chrissie Rizzo
Crow Woman tears open a trash bag and suddenly
her guests swoop in for her home improvement show.
She produces wilted salad with moldy chicken for breakfast.
She thinks our décor needs improvement and her designers
shred Hefty Cinch Sack confetti around the yard.
At the vacant corner,
Crow Woman flips a stick into the air and
catches it in her beak.
She scratches hieroglyphics in the dust.
Her shopping list?
A legal brief?
Or the proof of Fermat's last theorem?
A grackle half her size chases
Crow Woman away from its nest.
Settling on a branch,
Crow Woman smoothes her feathers
into sleek armor.
Crow Woman cocks her head.
and now everyone in earshot knows
we're trespassing on her watch.
Crow Woman roosts in the bare oak.
Her massive family gathers
the night into the treetops.
They jabber their wisdom
into the wind.
I created a functional juice pitcher and juice cup set. One cup has a small section of Fermat's last theorem on it and the other has hieroglyphics on it. The pitcher is decorated with a combination of the two.