Pansies for hope
Watercolour, acrylic ink,
and black marker on
Barbara Muir © 2019
At midnight tonight Ontario, and Toronto go into an even deeper Lockdown.
Once again the shelves in the supermarket today were empty in places like
they were a year ago.
I got a notice yesterday on Facebook about a post I wrote on April 15, 2019 when
there was a fire in Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris. Reading that post hit me with
nostalgia in so many directions — the beauty of Paris. and the thrill of showing there
in the Carousel du Louvre show in the Louvre museum — the neighbourhood on the Seine
we thought of as ours -- across the Pont des arts from the Louvre, and looking in the opposite
direction Notre Dame.
When I wrote the post I had no idea what was coming to the whole world. I could not
have imagined this pandemic, not being able to travel, no live art shows. And now
we can't even take comfort in having our children come over , social distanced, because
we can't have gatherings with anyone who doesn't live in our households -- even outside.
I still feel devastated about Notre Dame, an icon of Paris life, and I hope it gets
fully restored. That process is ongoing. And so is our recovery from this
pandemic. I hope this new stricter Lockdown does the trick. The numbers
are rising, and people are stressed to the maximum. But we must take heart,
and be conscious that if we are alive and well and able to complain, it means
we need to be grateful. I am grateful for that and for you.
Have a taking care of yourself day.