As art goes, with the pandemic, my propensity for obsession, and a near death experience as an excuse to relearn the use of my right hand, ALOT.
It's good that I opted for small. I've produced well over 1,000 pieces of art - not to mention music, poems, photographs, graphics, and videos since 2019. My proliferation of expression was bolstered by the isolation of these COVID times.
As we near - knock on wood - the transition from pandemic to endemic, I woke up this morning with this thought.
If art, like any form of expression, is communication, am I getting what I want from it?
That's a big question (share first, synthesize later).
I'll label it for future consideration.