My ability to largely stay home during the pandemic has been afforded to me by class privilege. I say this with no ego or pride, though perhaps with some guilt. It is certainly as a matter of fact. I am not an essential worker. I am an arts worker. A generation ago, certainly on my maternal side in the motherland of El Salvador, my level of comfort would not have been possible. And during a disaster no less! My achievements as a woman completing not only college but grad school would've been a figment of ancestral imagination. These circumstances have driven me to make the most of my gifts of time and relative stability. No longer bouncing between museums and theaters, I have slowed my pace and mainly confined myself to my kitchen table or nooks around the apartment. While client work has occasionally pulled me out of my hutch for mural-making, my private paintings are much smaller and humbler. They embrace simplicity and my interior life.
Christine Sloan Stoddard is a writer and multidisciplinary artist, as well as the founder of Quail Bell Press & Productions, including Quail Bell Magazine.
Uncovered logs from the distant past and the future beyond.