By Meghan Moe Beitiks,Â Nora Fry,Â Rebecca Anderson,Â Sravanthi MamillapalliÂ
Reader-submitted stories of the COVID-19 pandemic, in no more than 100 words. Read past stories here. Submit your own here.
When up is down and down is up
â€œItâ€™s funny youâ€™ve been telling me to go outside for the past year,â€ my client laughs. â€œâ€˜Itâ€™s healthy,â€™ you said. Ready to eat your words?â€
â€œNot yet.â€ I appreciate the irony.
As a counselor, maybe I should tell my clients: â€œYou were right in choosing video games over face-to-face friendships,â€ but that doesnâ€™t feel right, even when fresh air is dirty and direct human contact may be deadly. All I can do is accept that itâ€™s okay for me to be confused, my client to be smug, and for anyone else to feel whatever they feel.
â€” Rebecca Anderson (New Bern, North Carolina)
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Breathe through the confusion
Iâ€™m not waking up at 5:30 am anymore. Watching far too many series and movies. Iâ€™m up until 2:00 am, easy. Sleep! It doesnâ€™t feel earned. Missing out on the deadlines Iâ€™ve set for myself. But Iâ€™ve done this before; driven by my heart, the deadlines set by my brain hold no water. Same goes for logic. Logic dictates, â€œthis is how it should be,â€ but my heart laughs and says, â€œwell itâ€™s okay! Do what your heart says.â€ But then my subconscious says, â€œif we know anything about us, this will probably go on.â€ Just breathe.
â€” Sravanthi Mamillapalli (Hyderabad, Telangana, India)
(Top photo: Breathe. This too shall pass.)
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Iâ€™ve been doing a lot of studio visits via video conferencing with students. Theyâ€™ve had to transition their final exhibition for the semester to online social media platforms. One student has been working on a time-lapsed video of a painting she was making: celestial, with deep browns and oranges. I asked if she had seen the hi-res photo of the surface of the sun that came out this year. It served as a useful prompt. In the meantime, I made a gif of its wrinkled, cellular surface, in grayscale. The sun seems very distant, bodily, remote as all other things.
â€” Meghan Moe Beitiks (Gainesville, Florida)
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Homeschooling: Lessons Learned
Love, like air, must be filtered through face masks. Hugs hold not people, but danger. Home has become a lifeboat on a sea of time with no safe land in sight. We only hope we have enough supplies. A knock must be ignored until the delivery man is far enough away to safely open the door. A sneeze is an assault. A cough is a weapon of intimidation. The unmasked face is now the dangerous one. One manâ€™s right to gather is more important than anotherâ€™s right to live.
â€” Nora Fry (McMinnville, Tennessee)
This series is edited byÂ Thomas Peterson. One of the editors of Artists & Climate Change, he is also a theatre director and researcher whose work focuses on the climate crisis.
Artists and Climate Change is a blog that tracks artistic responses from all disciplines to the problem of climate change. It is both a study about what is being done, and a resource for anyone interested in the subject. Art has the power to reframe the conversation about our environmental crisis so it is inclusive, constructive, and conducive to action. Art can, and should, shape our values and behavior so we are better equipped to face the formidable challenge in front of us.
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