Art in the Time of Corona - The Cacaphony

Yesterday was a rough day.

Everything took too long, too many steps, and way too much time standing in line or sitting on hold.

That didn't help, but isn't what made it a hard day.

It was the noise the constant din of everyone everywhere yelling, complaining, explaining, demanding - all of it in the very air that surrounds me. The collective consciousness has been a cacophony that makes my muscles twitch and my stomach turn; it fills my days and nights and will not be silenced.

And so, an evening spent working on this piece, and while the noise is still there, I am calmer. And I look at what emerged from those hours, and the three leaves pull each in their own direction and there are lines that divide.

And yet, it is lovely, and I think of the voices of a chorus that somehow combine to create a thing more magnificent and important than any individual voice.

And I hope and pray for our beautiful and heartbreaking world that what emerges from the fractures is more bright and beautiful than any of us could have imagined.

"Beholden to the Beauty of the World" - from the series.