As a reflective exercise to look back on 2020, as well as dispel a myth I was telling myself about the amount of art and writing I did in the past year (thinking that I wasn't really writing and creating much), I made a list of the various pieces that I produced and/or published. 2020 was the most fruitful year I have had as a writer and artist.
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I made a linoleum block print for third anniversary of my mother's death ("Swim Free III" for her Feast Day).
I participated in my first August Poetry Postcard Festival.
I created new Inktopodes for Inktober.
I bought a turntable so I could listen to records I haven't been able to play for nearly two decades. (That also "jump started" the acquisition of new vinyl albums!)
I dabbled in new media and new styles of art.
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All in all, 2020 was a year of growth and exploration when it came to art and writing.
Friday, January 01, 2021
2020 II
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