My Forest On Lockdown

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The forest used to be my only rescue place during isolation. The snails who knew nothing about the virus crawled out from their homes and massaged the forest with their slow movements after people left. As I was walking in the woods I felt myself a snail at liberty – just one of them. The image of a snail locked down with a key appeared all by itself. I used white and red to accentuate quarantine and the danger of catching the illness.

20x20

assemblage

(wooden snail box, acrylic, keys)