Looking Back - April 2020, Then Time Was Suspended

In April 2020, as for many others, my supposedly emptying house was abruptly full again. My sons returned. Time rearranged, winding back to a long-past stage of life when my sons’ worlds were much smaller, circumscribed by home and family. 

When I look at my work from this strange, heart-rending interval, I see time suspended. At a stage of life when the impetus is to go and do, circumstances compelled my sons – and all of us – to wait, turn inward, reflect. We were all Hansel and Gretel searching for a trail of breadcrumbs in the woods, dreamers wondering about what might be next in an altered world. There was danger, but also opportunity. In these reflections, in the pensive mood of this work, I see my sons growing in patience and a tolerance for ambiguity – along with an oblique sense of humor; qualities necessary for creativity and resilience in a re-ordered world.