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An archive of the pandemic period using the universal language of art.
I have always been a fan of the great indoors. Perhaps it comes from my childhood. I was an only child and I loved to spend hours a day alone in my room with my books, crayons, paper, glue, scissors, paper dolls and my dog, Corky. She and I had many lovely evenings. Corky was the safe place for all my dreams and secrets. Even now, with the pandemic shutting us in, I am content and happy. I spend my days on the phone or writing to friends, real letters, sent through the mail. I read mostly mysteries, I nap, I watch a little TV and of course I paint. Every day I paint a lot or a little but I always paint. It no longer matters to me if anyone thinks they are good. It no longer matters to me how many I finish. 2020 was not a good year for me health wise. The breast cancer I had in 2017 has come back in my bones, almost all my bones. I am getting treatments and I have wonderful doctors and nurses. There is no telling how long I will last. It could be months or years. One doctor told me I only had a few months to live. Another doctor said I had one or two years and a third said I had perhaps five years or more. Which one should I believe and does it really matter? I will keep painting and reading and writing to friends and feeling as though I have all the time in the world. My work is not about “important” issues such as poverty, racism, politics or health. It is about my own thoughts while alone for almost a year. I think of something, put my canvas on the floor and use a very long handled brush. I begin to draw the composition. If the painting turns into something very different from my thought, it does not matter to me. What matters is that I love the process. The outcome is for others to see and enjoy or not.