Marking the days, trying to strike a balance between engaging in the worldwide distress and owning our own moment in our own space.
Trying to capture the moment. Maybe cobble together a series of disjointed moments. So I can look back in a year or two and say, “Wasn’t that a time.” I’m … Continue reading Paranoia
I’m pushing myself to draw as another method of capturing my place in this historic moment. Inspiration came from the iconic Weatherbird, which has appeared on the pages of my … Continue reading Pandemic diary: 10,000 dead
With some misgivings, I finally made a mask this morning. Will we become a nation of mask-wearers in a better-than-nothing attempt to ward off infection? Or will homemade cotton masks … Continue reading Making Masks
(Eating in the pandemic time) My mother was 11 when Margaret Mitchell’s Gone with the Wind was published. It was 1936 and the Great Depression had thrown the world into … Continue reading As God is my witness…