Moving
With much of April and even early May rainy and below 50, my bike trainer’s been a sweaty escape.
A moment of peace in a hectic world, the cool, dark night when everyone is asleep.
My nightly walk or run is my asylum.
My light-up vest is my companion, my safety net.
Comfort in neon.
Keep breathing, 2020. Pastel, charcoal, pencil and pen on paper. 74x38 inches.
This painting documents my movements in my apartment during the quarantine in the month of May 2020.
I danced with Gaga/People online classes everyday on this paper moving charcoal, lead and pastel around… At the end of each day I also traced all the debris/hair/dust that landed on the paper during the day.
Initially I didn’t feel like having any color and only used charcoal and mechanical pencil leads. Later in the month I was ready to add some colored pastels gradually shifting to brighter colors…