d(r)ought, 2017/2021

Diptych, 871 (h) x 648 (w) mm

The pandemic, with a life of its own, is abundant, vulgar and unemphatic. Fear of contagion, contamination and spread. Body becomes bodies. We are inherently connected, sharing viral matter. Pushed apart through fear, governmental policy, protection, and care.

Time loses form, splices, fragments, distorts, and collides.
Caught in a moment of sickness.
Kinship.
Drought.
Doubt.

What
grows
stretches
grows
toward
the
sun.

Downward
Death​​​​​​​
d(r)ought, 2017/2021
Ink on PermaJet, Oyster 271 gsm uv resistant paper, and panel pins.
Diptych, 87 x 64 cm

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