My Octopus Summer (Big Announcement!); Art in Isolation, Day 171

My Octopus Summer (Big Announcement!); Art in Isolation, Day 171

To say it has been difficult for me to focus would be an understatement, but I am so incredibly proud of the work I did in The Octopus’s Holiday. I can’t help but be struck by this paradox: I struggled so much to get through this, but the result is there. It came out really good. It speaks for itself. The struggle was worth it. In a time where it feels like we are all trapped in a struggle right now that is not paying off, making so many sacrifices in what feels like an endless journey, I forgot what reward feels like.

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Art To Feed The Hungry; Art in Isolation, Day 94

Art To Feed The Hungry; Art in Isolation, Day 94

What if your amateur art (or that of your messy nightmare kids) could help feed the hungry? I’ve made some coloring sheets for kids AND adults that you can download - and if you pay for them, you’ll be helping feed hungry New Orleanians. If you can’t pay, use the code COLOR at checkout and they will be free. Since this crisis started, my friends at Toups’ Meatery (with the help of World Central Kitchen) have been feeding anyone who asks without question.

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When They Want You Dead; Art in Isolation - Day 86

When They Want You Dead; Art in Isolation - Day 86

So fitting for this moment: 100,000 people have died because COVID has taken away their ability to breathe; so much of that is a result of institutional rot and state-sanctioned hatred - not only a failure to protect our people, but a willingness to leave them to die. The fact that black people are contracting and dying of COVID at such a high rate, and that the government is refusing meaningful action on it, is directly connected to the countless police killings. George Floyd is a victim of the same system; the murder weapon was just a knee, not a virus.

Racism is lethal. It’s not hurt feelings, or not being able to take a joke, or dwelling on the past. It’s killing people. The dismissal of racist jokes and telling people to stop getting their feelings hurt is just giving cover for another more violent racist system to succeed. All of it kills, directly or indirectly.

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A Pause in Consumption; Art in Isolation, Day 77

A Pause in Consumption; Art in Isolation, Day 77

The bigger picture is this: I let go of something that controlled my self-perception, my schedule, and my self-confidence, and felt great releasing myself from it. Is there something similar in your life you are discovering right now? Are you experiencing a newfound freedom from being tethered to a routine or object?

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Keep the Change; Art in Isolation, Day 74

Keep the Change; Art in Isolation, Day 74

Right now, it seems that a lot of people going out in public don’t share the same sense of self-preservation and crippling anxiety that I do. For that reason, I made no changes to my habits this weekend. We are still stocked up on groceries. I still hung out at my house. I delivered some postcards and disinfected the packaging and stood far away and wore a mask and shouted to a friend from a safe distance to catch up.

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