Do you wonder who is pulling strings? I am baffled.
Pulling Strings
Out of the Blue
A clue from a crossword puzzle that we were doing. The answer is sudden. I don’t know if the COVID virus qualifies, but it feels like it. To balance out the craziness I am using a weed in a field near my home. It is not stressed out.
Fleeing, now from tear gas
I have a file on my website that follows the changes to this painting. I have’nt updated it yet, but this seemed relevant.
Feral
This started as a lioness. Is she wrong to raise feral children?
Antigens
Not a new word to me. New to lots of others, along with pandemic.
Medical Debt continues
22 million Americans unemployed, and now without health insurance. It’s going to get uglier than this painting!
Medical Debt
I started this painting before the coronavirus pandemic. I have been fighting medical debt collectors for … forever. I can read a bill and know what my insurance covers. Providers are willing to work with you, except when they are wrong. They dig their heels in and hire debt collectors rather than admit that they pay coders minimum wage, and the make errors. Now with millions of Americans losing insurance along with their jobs, medical debt collections will be a growth industry.
Antigens, progress
When I began this painting, I thought the wealthy would skate thru this pandemic, with barely a blip on their radar. The left side was airier. As each day progresses, I see that there may be a divide between the rich and the poor, but no one is escaping the effects of this disease. I’ve made progress, but the painting is not nearly alarming enough.
Progress on Antigens
I saw the work of an artist named Josh Smith. He painted letters. I’ve adopted some ideas.
Rainy, and glum. Sunshine would be appreciated.
What I did on my quarantine.
Not really quarantined, but focusing on the studio. And we are going to repaint the living room. I’m posting three paintings today. I paint in tandem. You may the same hue go from piece to piece. I have several going, so that when the news and crazies are too much to take, I don’t have to BEGIN a painting, I can jump in and submerge myself. CO2 has gone from being a pretty little thing, to a person haunted by the effects of CO2 on the environment. No Spleen Quarantine harks back to my Talisman series. The rainhat is the talisman. My spleen was removed in 2016. Didn’t do a thing for my ITP, but now places me smack in the middle of those with compromised immune systems. Antigens are what is destroying my platelets, and virus and pandemic is evident.
