March-ing to August, or The Novel Coronavirus Cometh.

There are no adequate words. The last five months, aka The Twilight Zone, are more or less a soup of horror, shock, frenzy, rage, depression, sorrow, repeat, repeat, repeat. Somehow, in the parallel universe of my studio, the creative pace and output has been like no other time in my maker’s life. This is really astonishing to me, because most of 2020 so far has been spent sleeping through my days off, holding down my day job, and learning how to and keeping self and husband safely sheltered from the storm. What follows is a brief survey of my productivity. TBC.

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