quarantine
“I don’t know what to do about it,” an essay by Laura Bernstein-Machlay.

“I don’t know what to do about it,” an essay by Laura Bernstein-Machlay.

On passing time in Detroit. “I’m so sorry, I whisper to the silence all around.” Monet, The artist’s garden at Giverny, 1900. This feature is available, in slightly different format, on Medium, here. Where I live, COVID-19 has landed like a tornado. It staggers and sways through Detroit and beyond, so everyone deemed nonessential stays under cover when...
Sheltering in Place with Jonathan Machen:  An artist speaks about creativity in the time of coronavirus.

Sheltering in Place with Jonathan Machen: An artist speaks about creativity in the time of coronavirus.

“I know I’m one of the lucky ones. Indeed, sheltering in place has made me double down on what I had been doing before all this started.” Self-portrait with Rio. Editors’ Note: In ordinary times, Jonathan Machen, fifty-six, lives and works just outside Boulder, Colorado. With a recent solo show at the Museum of Boulder, this...
From the COVID Journals of Lise Haines.

From the COVID Journals of Lise Haines.

On learning that she should sacrifice herself for the good of the public. pikrepo.com On the television this morning, an idea was floated with great sincerity. I could sacrifice myself for the public good. If anyone had to get sick or starve or die from a lack of oxygen, I was the right candidate. There is...
“No One Ever Waves Back,” by Joe Milan, Jr.

“No One Ever Waves Back,” by Joe Milan, Jr.

Walking a baby through a British wood and a pandemic. “It was a long, windy, and wet winter like all British winters, which are best described by inhabitants as ‘utter shit.’ These winters inspire people to emerge from their homes and risk the pandemic to feel this shock of spring sun.” A mature sweet chestnut...
“Disruption,” by Miranda Perrone:  Environmental activism in isolation.

“Disruption,” by Miranda Perrone: Environmental activism in isolation.

“Our own reckoning with temptation is underway…” Jay Phagan, flickr. Quarantine immobilizes our protests; planned demonstrations fall away like butterflies in a strong wind. In quarantine we are disembodied. Almost overnight, our go-to tactics — a rally here, a sit-in there — are no longer options. For decades, we have agitated in one form or another for disruption. Emissions are...