A Self Portrait
As an artist, I aimed to capture the unique experience of the pandemic in this artwork. The solitary figure sitting on a stool, without clothing, represents the vulnerability and rawness that many have felt during this time. The confinement of the figure within the room symbolizes the restrictions and isolation imposed by lockdowns, as we are forced to stay in our homes. The stool, as a stable element, contrasts with the uncertainty and instability of the pandemic. The absence of clothing signifies the stripping away of external identities and the revealing of our authentic selves amidst the challenges and changes brought about by the pandemic. Through this artwork, I wanted to evoke contemplation on the human condition and the profound effects of confinement and isolation on our lives.
Two Thousand and Twenty One
“Two thousand and twenty one,
Another year has passed and gone.
A moment, a time, a year,
A minute, a second we live now and here.
A year and more than months,
We distant, covered and hid our hands,
We slumber, we hide, we weep,
As we stare hopeless at our cities and empty streets.
A year and more than months,
We froze, we hurt, and wrenched in pain,
We sorrowed, mourned, and feared our healths,
And pained from loss and unnecessary deaths.
Two thousand and twenty one,
After a year and more than,
We went out and stepped our lands,
Seen our friends, we hugged and grasped their hands.
Two thousand and twenty one,
We never forget what changed our lands.
We battled and fought as strong as knights,
As we rid our enemy out of sight.
Two thousand and twenty one,
After a year and more than,
We wiped our tears and released our sighs,
As we slowly see the end is nigh.”