Written on May 13th, 2020
This corona virus situation is a very unusual experience for all of us. Almost like a kind of dreamlike event that one may never have to go through in a lifetime. Being an artist, it is easy to notice the great amount of destabilization present in our fragile industry: the cultural world, the arts. Interestingly enough, I somewhat do not find these times as hard as I thought I would. My worries have been for those who were embedded in comfort and assurance prior to this forced confinement. I think my career choice has desensitized me to certain hardships. I would go as far as saying that an artistic mind frame naturally gets drawn towards adversity. The quality of being resilient seems to march hand-in-hand with a creative mind…in some ways. Therefore, those slaps to the face can be perceived as blessings once you allow your mind to create something out of them. For the past two months, I have started a new blog, a podcast, a new website, restructured my dance classes, worked on a music album, taken several online tutorials and encouraged my 69-year-old mom to start working out. This virus has taken away lives…I would be damned if I did not start cherishing mine in a different way.
