'Covid-19'

2020

Stuck in a boat, 
Stuck in a boatyard, 
Stuck in Gweek, 
Stuck in Cornwall.

We were the lucky ones ... locking down in what (we think)
is the most beautiful place in the world.
Living in a bubble.
Living to avoid the lurgy (and the sun shone)


This locking down,
This new normal,
to me,
was really no different 
than my previous normal solitary normal.

I do talk to people ...
I do see people ...
but those I normally talk to are not normally around me.

I normally socialised through social media
or on the phone,
or by text.


Lock down actually made me talk to more actual physical people ...

The physical people who,
like us were ....
Stuck in their boats,
Stuck in this boatyard,
Stuck in Cornwall.

This boatyard of people ... 
who all guiltily confessed ...
in hushed tones ...
that we were actually rather enjoying this new locked down world
of staying at home !!


I am happy in my normal socially anti-social narrow world.

I live in my boat,
I go to my studio,
I walk my dogs,
I socialise with people in a safe cyber world of artists and makers
(and my mum on the phone)

And my work ??
Well it's still being made from discarded objects
found in the same boatyard as before lockdown .... 

And ...

that's ...
​
​OK.