Exhibition in OaxacaIn 2003, Nancy had a two person exhibition with Rebecca Wolfram at the Casa de la Cultura Oaxaqueña in Oaxaca, Mexico. The exhibition was a key marker in her gradual move to Mexico.
Down the StreetAnother marker was her intense study of Spanish. She began in Honduras, initially claiming that she was hopeless – as she had been in Italian. Yet, she became so adept at the language that she negotiated the purchase and renovation of a home in the historic district of Oaxaca, and she handled all of her cancer diagnoses and treatments in Mexico City. She also delighted native speakers with her made-up Spanish terms, often bawdy.
Her CarHer decades-old Volkswagen with the cow voodoo parking doll on the dash. The pink bougainvillea graces the front entry off the street.
Vibrant LifeNancy had always been restless. She constantly looked for “Home.” For a while, her building in Chicago had been that home. But after she turned fifty, the ache for something else became more consuming. She loved the zany, the silly, and plastic. She wanted to be surrounded by a riot of noise, pageantry, and color. Nancy found this in Mexico, first in Juchitán and then in Oaxaca.
IndianaPeriodically, Nancy would return to Connorsville to see her mother, Mary who died in 2011. The vinyl sided house that Nancy had known for so many decades was in such contrast to life in Mexico.
Nancy continued to visit and live part time in her Chicago loft, but these visits became less frequent in the last few years of her life. Her final visit was in 2015, two years before she died. Even after 2015, she never stopped insisting that she would be back in Chicago, and she never sold her build