Lockdown 2.0 has enabled me to get out and draw/paint (more than Lockdown 1.0 where work, homeschooling and parenting left no time for artwork).
I’ve been feeling a lot of stress recently, and I think some of that is coming out in my reactions to my surroundings, and my desire to create paintings. The works that I’m producing are combinations of direct observation and an overwhelming outpouring of emotion (grief, sadness, anger, frustration, anxiety, fear, desire) – [a very close friend of mine died recently] – to the point that, occasionally, I feel that I might rip through the paper and scream into the ground and just dig, dig, dig my way into a hole.
