It's been a year with nothing to say here. What a year, 2020. Throughout this pandemic I've been working on drawings and an occasional watercolour painting of memories of road trips. The drawings I wrote about in January have stopped and I have moved into a series I'm calling "Somebody's Home". I've been working on them for several months. They are drawings of little older homes in my neighbourhood, threatened by demolition and densification. In this time of covid they represent to me the instability of this period in history. While we are all confined to home, the importance of home is magnified in our minds and in reality. The threat of losing our home looms as so many have lost jobs and security of any kind.
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| Somebody's Home |
In September I had a flood in my home, a small apartment in Vancouver. All of a sudden my stability was even more under threat than usual. I had to move out after 2 months of insurance claim rigamarole. As soon as I moved into the temporary home I'm in right now I started drawing birds and self portraits, it helped with the stress. The birds took me away.
