|Location||Brooklyn, New York, United States|
|Introduction||I am an artist coping with Long Covid. I also dabble with words. And tell stories, some of them tall tales. Write poems. Take pictures (photographs) often on an old i-phone because I have too many doctors' bills now to buy a new one now. And I am too brain-fogged to make such an important decision. Covid and Long Covid have turned my world upside down. Think "Tower" card in the Rider-Waite tarot deck. And think "The Hanged Man." I am trying to communicate my new normal as best as I can. I must communicate my lived experience. This is what makes me the artist that I am. But I have a boulder blocking the road named Long Covid. For an artist, change can never be wholly unwelcome. I just wish I had my body back. And I wish my friends with Long Covid had theirs back too.|
|Interests||Long Covid Interests: Squirrel watching, gazing out the window, listening to the wind, staring at the sky, drinking spindrift half tea-half lemon unsweetened, playing with my pet turtle Speckles, complaining about loud noises.|
|Favorite Movies||Formula 1: Drive to Survive / Netflix|
|Favorite Music||Rembetika: Songs of the Greek Underground (1925-1947)|
|Favorite Books||Die, My Love by Ariana Harwicz|
Why me? Why not me?