24″ x 24″ x 1.5″
Acrylic and ink on canvas
2020
Time seemed to bend in new ways during the global coronavirus pandemic of 2020. All at once, time felt fast, slow, long, short. Days marked in pencil lines all blurred together. Even the more defined days, in ink squares, lost some definition and clarity. Eventually, fleeting streaks of hope, in black, began to appear. And other signs of hope, like a few splashes of spaghetti sauce from a family dinner, are found in the textures of this piece.
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