The lockdown had me in an awful place both creatively and personally. People I knew were suddenly dying. Lifelong friends were unable to hold funerals for their deceased loved ones and had to grieve alone without friends or family to comfort them. For a long time, I felt as empty as these images. I was asked to participate in a show and had to create new pieces. As the deadline loomed, nothing came to me. I started looking through the sketches I had made just prior to lockdown and it occurred to me that this emptiness was the perfect way to express my experience with COVID.
“The Path,” “The Tunnel,” and “WCP” are acrylic paintings borne of the desire to express my feelings about some of the places people would frequent before the lockdown. These images are grim reminders of a world we took for granted; a once popular walking path, a trainless tunnel, and the shadows of performers on an empty stage playing to no audience in the Westport Country Playhouse (WCP).