Quarantine has us waiting. We are held captive in time, still, with only the promise of a new normal ahead. During this time, I found myself thinking of home, loved ones, and mortality. I admit, when the lock down of cities began, I felt such a strong need to touch my family that I made a careful, but fast, trip home to hug my son for what I feared might be the last time I would see him. As many artists, I have also found this an interesting time to begin new work and projects. This work began as I dashed home in fear, held tight my dear loved ones, touched homeland and earth, and returned to remain in isolation for what has now been almost two months. We are healthy, I am grateful, and we wait to touch again.
© Tonia Hughes