You, Me, and Everyone we know -- Quarantine

Since mid March I have been home, sequestered, quarantined, isolated.  Not alone--my husband and three dogs provide enough entertainment.

And red fish.  You know that I have followed themes for many years-- I jump down a rabbit hole and am compelled to chase until it catches me.  

Who knows why these red fish have been my muse of choice for the past inside weeks.  I have had a thought ever since reading 100 Years of Solitude and then later Love in a Time of Cholera by Gabriel Garcia Marquez of a scene he paints with words.  It is a drawing room, in a time of severe heat and humidity.  He envisions red fish swimming in a school through the air. For years I have played with the idea that I should paint that.  

So, here come the fish.  The fish of my dreams.  The fish of my imagination.  The red fish.  I tried to stop, but everything I painted was trash.  So I scraped the surface and painted a fish. 

"One fish, two fish, RED fish, blue fish." Dr. Seuss

We don't really know when this will be over.  WE DON'T REALLY KNOW WHEN THIS WILL BE OVER!!!

Until, I continue to paint. 

Red Fish Detail