The Plandemic Year​

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In January 2020, I got very sick for the entire month - recovering slowly in February. It was like no other flu - so bad I was momentarily suicidal - I thought I was losing my mind. By March - we were on lockdown. All of a sudden, the paradigm shifted to failure, precarity, grief, loss, anger, frustration, and everything bad. Pivoting - I packed up my studio into a warehouse and left Miami to wander - again. 

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My wandering thoughts are represented here in a collection of random ideas, sketches, experiments, and virtual collaborations. 

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