In 2020, I was attempting to finish my MFA degree while quarantining at home, working reduced hours in a restaurant and struggling with the unemployment benefits system. In this period of collective crisis, making art felt pointless. The objects in my home that were made and given to me by dear friends reminded me of the sense of connection and joy I take from art, especially when I feel lonely.
Democracy Dies in Darkness
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
Perspective by Issy Manley
January 3, 2021 at 7:42 a.m. EST