My daughter seems to be an extrovert, so I was concerned about how the pandemic was going to affect her. At first, it seemed like she was handling it fine, but a few months in, she broke down crying after I wouldn’t let her hug a neighbor kid on our walk. In between tears, she explained that she missed her school, friends and hugging Snoopy at the local amusement park. But since then, she has adjusted; despite the covid-19 restrictions, she still finds ways to be social.
2020 zapped my creativity. I’m slowly finding my way back to art.
When I wasn’t producing, I questioned my identity as an artist
My home is full of hand-me-downs. When I feel lonely, these items raise me up.
The objects remind me of the sense of connection and joy I take from art
