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Take wing - see the omen Fly high Take wing - see the omen Fly high Soar true near the omen Aim true Soar true near the omen Aim true
January 7, 2021
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How is the coronavirus pandemic affecting your life right now? Tell us about your experiences, feelings, and thoughts.
I love Rick Astley! Yesterday, when I was bored out of my mind, I poured over his music videos on YouTube. The songs helped me to momentarily return to the '80s when life was simpler, clothing styles were horrendous, and I was 20 pounds lighter. Then I read about the continued popularity of “rick-rolling”—when a seemingly innocent hyperlink to some relevant site or additional information instead leads to a link to Astley’s music video “Never Gonna Give You Up.” Suddenly, I realized that since March 2020, the whole world has been rick-rolled. Well, maybe not actually rick-rolled, but perhaps COVID-rolled. No matter where you wanted to go or what you wanted to do, an ominous, unwanted COVID-19 “link” would always pop up. A wedding? Sorry, you’ve been COVID-rolled. A birthday party? Again, COVID-rolled. How about a funeral? Family reunion? Haircut? Airline flight? An outing for groceries? Yup, COVID-rolled again. (In the interest of transparency, I might or might not have been joyously swigging after-Christmas wine while warbling along with Rick and cursing COVID.) I just wanna tell you how I’m feeling Gotta make you understand (It's) Never gonna go away Never gonna set you free Always gonna float around and infect you Always gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Always gonna spread those germs that affect you.
January 7, 2021
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How has the pandemic affected your work, or your schoolwork? Give an example or two.
I am a teaching visual artist, Primarily a large scale painter. I often draw or paint my hare shown in this photograph. I am struggling to dive back into my painting but find the pandemic news and updates at times hog tie my efforts. I sign up for virtual trips, book reviews of creative challenges and most recently I joined a weekly “art and write” workshop with a hallowed New York City institution. I am two hours by commuter rail from NYC so an online option felt uniquely suited to my needs. My “assemblage” set up in my rar covered driveway (after the omen snow melted!) allows my hare on an ancient sled to ride over a shopping bag from Trump tower! An end to the’m 45th potus stealing our lives from citizens one tweet at a time. My online instructor cautions, “Nothing political!” However there is a need to express my dissatisfaction!
January 7, 2021
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How is the coronavirus pandemic affecting your life right now? Tell us about your experiences, feelings, and thoughts.
This is what I like to call the behind-the-scenes pic of my Christmas morning. This pic feels a lot like the past couple of weekshas, and what I worry weeks will continue to feel like: Decent attempts to connect remotely with loved ones that - despite going as well as can be expected - will always fall short of the dream; immense effort with what feels like unequal return value; cluttered, messy chaos everywhere after which I seem to perpetually be picking/cleaning up. 2 weeks of personal peace, revert to months of anxiety (and now depression). Vaccine, scary mutation. Election, sedition. New Year, same year.
January 7, 2021
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How is the coronavirus pandemic affecting your life right now? Tell us about your experiences, feelings, and thoughts.
April 5, 2020 1) Photo Sketch Caption: Palm Sunday. Covid Days 2) Photo Sketch Caption: My favorite wool scarf was eaten by moths. Covid 19 Days
January 8, 2021
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What do you think history books will say about this time? In your view, what's most important for them to include?
CNN headline, 1/6/20 -- a day the history books will NOT forget.
January 8, 2021
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How is the coronavirus pandemic affecting your life right now? Tell us about your experiences, feelings, and thoughts.
1/7/21 It's hard to know even how to begin writing about yesterday. The news reports have all the big details, of course: we woke up to Raphael Warnock's win in one of the two GA Senate races and periodically kept checking for updates on the Ossoff/Perdue race. Everyone knew madness was brewing since January 6 was the day for Congress to approve the results of the electoral vote. Someone close to me registered about a year ago for a seat at an on-campus event by a right-wing group -- K-Pop style, to keep the seat empty -- and, since he apparently is still on their mailing list, got an email about buses planned to take local people to DC for the rally -- from here, all the way up the East Coast.Long story short: there was nothing at all surprising about the convergence of radical maniacs and Trumpists in DC to make a scene. Nothing at all. How many agencies should have organized to plan, coordinate, defend -- the building, the entrances, the country's elected officials? Seriously? We were both working at our desks when I got a text to "Famiglia" (our family group chat) from Mom asking if we knew what was going on. We tried to listen / read / watch and work for a while. But as more of the mob entered the Capitol and more images and livestreaming popped up on Twitter, CNN, NBC (we eventually turned on the TV, which we NEVER do -- certainly not in the middle of the day), I started viscerally feeling the anxiety and tension in my body. WTF was happening? More messages on WhatsApp and in a group work chat from friends and colleagues overseas. It's been about 36 hours now, and I feel like I still haven't even really begun to process what happened, or what the entire world could see in real time, and then in video clips and photos: MAGA maniacs strolling right into the Capitol, some of them wearing crazy things. The youngish guy with the horns and the red/white/blue painted face. The older guy with the black sweatshirt that said "Camp Auschwitz"(!!!) casually talking on his cellphone, the cord apparently plugged into a reserve battery in a front pocket. Scaling the outer wall of the Capitol. On a window-washing apparatus getting ready to break in. Crashing windows and breaking in. Tussling with police inside the building. Using a barricade with a T@#$ flag on it as a battering ram trying to break through tall wooden doors -- into one of the chambers? Congressmembers and staffers ducking to hide in the gallery, barricading themselves in offices -- all with masks on, of course, and reporting they'd been told to use the gas masks under their seats because of tear gas. Yes, tear gas in the rotunda of the US capitol. The photo here -- taken by a pro-T$#% journalist, who quickly deleted it because, well, maybe he was tweeting about committing a crime? -- showing an unsecure computer in Nancy Pelosi's office. The guy sitting in an office chair -- Nancy Pelosi's seat? -- with his feet on the desk. Video of the Senate parliamentarian's office ransacked, papers strewn everywhere, lamps askew. People on the Senate floor rifling through desks -- stealing things? planting things? Who even knows. How they managed to secure the building again in time for the proceedings to continue is beyond me. When we stopped watching -- to try to work a bit, to get the kids -- it was probably a solid 2-2 1/2 hrs after the siege began (was that a siege? I'm looking up words because I don't even know how to describe all this), and we saw on NBC a stream of police cars, sirens going, heading toward Capitol Hill. Before then, for HOURS, apparently, these people had been milling around, destroying things, probably stealing things, terrifying people. It's only now, tonight, that I'm seeing some of the photos and footage from what happened after the National Guard arrived with riot gear. Jelani Cobb had a solid tweet today (yes, I probably am spending too much time on Twitter these days): "After making two documentaries about police brutality I never thought I would be this disgusted by a show of police restraint." This is all just skimming the surface of what yesterday was like. Somewhere in there, Ossoff was declared victor in the second Georgia Senate race. In the evening, kiddo #2 and I worked assiduously on a 200 piece train puzzle while I tried to listen to the radio broadcast of the speeches on the Senate floor once they were back in session. (How did they clean up the building in time? How did they know it was secure-- that no one was hiding, that no explosive devices were planted, that secure documents hadn't been stolen from Congressional offices?) Heard Mitch McConnell try to weasel his way out of blame. Watched Kelly Loeffler give a flat-toned speech about how after all that had happened, she was withdrawing her objection to recognizing the electoral college results. Watched clips from DC hotels where people who may well have been in the Capitol violating federal law just hours earlier are sitting around drinking beer, chatting, eating, hanging out calm and maskless with their MAGA hats and rolled up banners. And today: calls to invoke the 25th Amendment from some quarters, for impeachment from others. And then those NYT and WaPo lists of ALL the Republicans who voted for objections to confirming the electoral college results. And this afternoon and evening, all the cowards resigning to avoid having to vote on a 25th Amendment question -- Elaine Chao, Betsy DeVos, Mick Mulvaney, etc. Spineless, every one of them. On one hand it's all so wild, feels so unreal. And yet for anyone who's been paying attention these past 4-odd years, it's no surprise. None of this is a surprise. Not the sedition, not the white supremacy, not the violence, not the complicity on the part of Republicans in office, not the fucking selfie taken by mob people with Capitol Police. As someone said on tv today, maybe Joy Reid (?), it's shocking, but it's no surprise. Oh yeah, and there's this pandemic going on. How many cases of Covid did these traitors cause yesterday? The US broke a new record today: more than 4,000 people died of COVID. Today. Woman dies after shooting in U.S. Capitol; D.C. National Guard activated after mob breaches building https://www.washingtonpost.com/dc-md-va/2021/01/06/dc-protests-trump-rally-live-updates/ Video of Black Capitol Workers Cleaning Up After Mob Mayhem Goes Viral https://www.newsweek.com/video-black-capitol-workers-cleaning-capitol-riots-trump-supporters-1559674 Trump Administration Officials Who Resigned Over Capitol Violence https://www.nytimes.com/article/trump-resignations.html
January 9, 2021
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How is the coronavirus pandemic affecting your life right now? Tell us about your experiences, feelings, and thoughts.
I slept quite badly this week. The siege on our nation's capital by Trump's army made me feel both ticked off AND scared. Where was the extra security? D.C. knew there were idiots planning some kind of protest, siege. I'm still concerned for Biden/Harris now with the inauguarion coming up on the 20th.
January 12, 2021
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Quite a photo, eh? Stumbled on this controversial piece of art in an article in the Guardian about an exhibition in Budapest. Quite an image to contemplate on 1/7/21, as the U.S. reels from yesterday's failed coup attempt and the rest of the world watches. Budapest Black Lives Matter artwork sparks rightwing backlash https://www.theguardian.com/world/2021/jan/05/budapest-black-lives-matter-artwork-rightwing-backlash
January 12, 2021
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March 29, 2020 Two sketches Photo sketch #1: Caption: Brown bananas Photo sketch #2: Caption: Mask that I wear to go outside and grocery shop. Some outside shopping was necessary. I drew the mask because I wanted to remember what these days were like, when I look back.
January 12, 2021
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How is the coronavirus pandemic affecting your life right now? Tell us about your experiences, feelings, and thoughts.
Yesterday afternoon I received a permission form to sign for my disabled brother, for whom I am a legal guardian, to receive the Covid vaccine. He has been sequestered in his care home residence since last March, seeing no family except on Zoom (every week) during all that time. Six hours after I'd had the good news about the vaccine, with me opening our weekly call from Perth in Scotland and chatting to my aunt in Virgina, while we waited for my brother to join the call from Philadelphia, the phone rang - it was one of the nurses at his residence telling us that he had just tested positive for coronavirus. NINE MONTHS of heartrending caution, the good news about the vaccine, and then - hours later - the news that he'd tested positive. Honestly, this indifferent impersonal web diary is no medium to convey the level of irony - my brother's terrible head injury in a car accident over forty years ago, his inability to move or communicate except by pointing at letters on a board, his intact sense of humour and his memory of life before the accident, his six-month battle with pneumonia two years ago, our weekly skype and zoom calls over the past five years despite the 3500 miles between us, and now this? He is asymptomatic at the moment. Discouraged and afraid, I went flying with my husband in a Cessna 172 this evening. He and I are both licensed private pilots. The small airport where we hire planes shut down at 5 p.m. this evening for Christmas, and will remain closed for the hard lockdown beginning on 26 December 2020 in the UK, and when it opens again it will be after Brexit, when our European licenses will no longer be valid because there is no plan in place for pilots' licensing. Our flight was the last of the day, of the year, of an era. I nearly didn't want to come - but I am so glad I did. It was SO BEAUTIFUL! The sky was clear but wreathed with wisps of cloud; the sun went down in flaming reds; the lights came on in our own beautiful city as we came home. We flew from Perth to Dundee, crossed the Kingdom of Fife at St. Andrew's, crossed the Firth of Forth and flew over Arthur's Seat in Edinburgh, and then back across the Forth where the three beautiful bridges of three centuries come together. And so back to Perth. And it was impossible to feel anything other than lucky, fortunate, blessed, to be able to see this beauty in a time of crisis and sadness, to have the gift of flight at my fingertips. This is what you get, I tell myself. Be glad for what you get. You are so much more fortunate than so many others. My poor brother. I am daring to hope for good news, but waiting for a blow. [The photo is of the Tay, looking west from Dundee, at 3.41 p.m. on 22 December 2020.]
January 12, 2021
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Many of us have experienced restrictions on movement and social contact during the pandemic. Talk about any restrictions that have especially affected you.
This is the sketchbook that I picked up back in 2017, ironically, at the same time Congress was trying to destroy the Affordable Care Act which would affect the health care of 20 million Americans...(at least). They were not successful in doing this. Yet. (SCOTUS will rule on the "legality" of the ACA in 2021.). During that anxious time, the book gave me an opportunity to practice looking, and drawing what I see. Which was soothing then, and still is. It's been a great little book to have now, to record my inside little world and observations, as our country nears 300,000 Covid deaths. (December, 13, 2020) I should have posted this as my first photo, so it's possible to see the actual sketchbook, before the sketches. But here it is now. Awfully glad I have it, and glad it breaks down sketches to just one per day. Although, I can do more than one per day.It's a helpful way to avoid reading the news also.
January 13, 2021
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Think about something really important that happened to you this week, and tell us about it.
Something important that happened to me this week was a safety reminder. We had a beautiful gentle snow fall, lots of it. I went out at night and took some pictures...first time for photography at night. It wasn’t too cold, and all was quiet. I was so pleased about the shots I was getting and felt like a real photographer, for once in the right place at the right time. Next day we shoveled, nice light snow so effort required was consistent but not strenuous. By the next day the snow started to melt and the magic of the midnight photo shoot was also beginning to diminish. My “reminder” occurred the next day when I went for my daily “walk and talk”. That is my pandemic routine combining exercise and socialization where I call a socially isolated friend and chat on the phone while I walk. It was a glorious sunny day and I was completely immersed in the conversation and missed (well, I didn’t miss it, I hit it) a big clod of grass a snow plow had thrown up on the street. I was concentrating on the call looking at the phone one second and down on the ground watching my phone skitter across the ground the next. It was one of those slow motion falls ....oooohhhhh nnnooooo...... completely my fault...but ultimately so much gratitude... I did not hit my head, did not lose the phone down the rain drain, and being winter in New England was dressed in lots of layers. I was lucky, suffering a few minor bruises along with a bruised ego and some very very sore ribs. The ego is fine, but the ribs will take much more time and remind me every day that “keep your eyes on the road”, is an apt phrase to remember not just when driving!
January 13, 2021
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How is the coronavirus pandemic affecting your life right now? Tell us about your experiences, feelings, and thoughts.
I got vaccined!!
January 13, 2021
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How is the coronavirus pandemic affecting your life right now? Tell us about your experiences, feelings, and thoughts.
Maintaining my composure For the past week Suddenly is a burden Days ago came the call “Tested positive,” I heard. A wail sounds off in my mind I cannot catch my breath Nothing else is of value More than the next days More than family health More than ridding virus Passing by,family unscathed There is no assurance My son and grandson Both have the covid virus As I write this entry DJT has been deemed A threat to democracy Having incited insurrection This moment the vote The 45th impeached. My heart beats rapidly As my mind spins facts “Fear” by Woodward described Knowing he hid the truth How deadly the virus He hid ifacts, so did party Now ten republicans Add votes to impeach. There is no assurance My grandson is four A fever hit him yesterday. I made the print in 2001 After 9/11 caused us pain My face was torn in two With globes spinning by I added simple spikes A simple mask in ink But now concentric Circles radiate outward Encapsulating more And more in rainbow Hues as 400,000 Perished, more follow Without Trump’s treatment Given to Guliani too There is no assurance We wait at social distance My heart ripped in two. Silence at 4:37 PM EST No one rampaging taking place in the Capitol Today in Congress the president is again impeached. 232 197 Passed.
January 14, 2021
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How is the coronavirus pandemic affecting your life right now? Tell us about your experiences, feelings, and thoughts.
This moon rising is a reminder of all the promise of a “new” year, with lots of hope and optimism. There’s a new month, new year, and new President coming...vaccine is on the horizon. And yet, what really changes when the hands of the clock roll one second past midnight. All those issues will not suddenly disappear.
January 14, 2021
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Have any government policies had a direct impact on your life lately? If so, talk about the policy that’s affected you most and the impact it’s had.
Government Checks Sent $600 Our yard is home to this owl. My neighbor is quick She has spotted him twice In our woods. . I winder what is the symbolism Does he represent anything? He enjoys our trees I wish I could spot him one day. . I thought I heard him Earlier today at the mailbox. The government respects Artists?!?! Really ?!?!! Yes. Covid stimulus check for me? Two solo art exhibitions cancelled This past April both ruined Today blame a man twice impeached. DJT this name appears on my check. A small amount of dollars from a man Who golfed a FULL year in office As president. My career worth $600? I think I heard my owl today I do not know what his presence means I study his image in the photograph And take solace in nature’s beauty.
January 14, 2021
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How is the coronavirus pandemic affecting your life right now? Tell us about your experiences, feelings, and thoughts.
April 16, 2020. Photo sketch #1: Glasses -- Caption: Covid days. This is a nervous sketch. I sketched this while on an audio webinar with Common Cause NY, as we learned what measures Congress needed to take to give relief to Americans who had lost their jobs because of Covid. Plus, the Trump Regime was withholding medical supplies needed to treat Covid. Forcing states to bid on critical supplies. April 20, 2020. Photo sketch #2: Caption: Chives kept inside until it's warmer outside. Covid days. Again, I was listening to the Pandemic Crisis steps that Congress needed to make. Sketching stuff was a way to cope with the fact that it felt like we were being abandoned. We were being abandoned.
January 15, 2021
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How is the coronavirus pandemic affecting your life right now? Tell us about your experiences, feelings, and thoughts.
I don't really feel like writing much today. This week I took apart my keyboard for the first time because there was an issue where one of the keys was sticking and it wouldn't register all the time when I hit it. It was very interesting to see the inner workings of the piano and the whole process was very calming and methodical. Interestingly, each set of keys could be removed by octave so you can access the circuitboards underneath without having to remove every single key, which I thought was a genius design. It was nice to clean out the insides as well, since I've had the piano for over 15 years now and it accumulated a lot of dust inside. It felt like the most important repair job I've ever done because my piano is so precious to me, so I made sure to do the whole process with the maximum amount of care.
January 17, 2021
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How is the coronavirus pandemic affecting your life right now? Tell us about your experiences, feelings, and thoughts.
I tend to express myself better with art than words, this tends to be due to the shortcomings of language and the confusion surrounding the way in which an audience perceives what is either being said or written. Though there is much room for interpretation with art, I feel it has a more universal and connecting role in our lives. Along with being able to express myself in this way much more fluently are the reasons why I choose to draw my experiences. Covid caused my unemployment and partially my homelessness, my brother and I had to couch hop which was a challenge during these times. Staying safe, having people willing to help due to the virus and other health related issues surrounding it. The same goes for finding a house to rent, though we eventually did, it was a friend of a family instead of an apartment or other. Places weren't renting out and there weren't vacant homes due to the inability to evict. My family has always been really important to me but they are at increased risk due to my parents age so we limited severally our physical contact and now live on our own. Food Pantries were more difficult to use due to restrictions and precautions and limited supplies. Being an artist and going to university has changed much as well, not being able to make art in the studios or have in person critics and lessons completely changed how I made art. My space was much smaller, I had access to less supplies and tools. I had to rent internet and a laptop from campus to continue my education while homeless until now. These challenges have only helped me grow not only as an artist but as a person as well. We continue to take precautions and follow all the guidelines.
January 18, 2021