The pandemic, as the word is meant to connote, affects everyone. It is universal, but is not even. It affects the poor, the imprisoned, the aged in nursing homes, pregnant women, and on and on, very different from those who are, relatively speaking, insulated: by class, by race, by where they are in the world at this moment.
Some things have happened for those fortunate enough not to be crushed by the disease or the fallout from it, that are actually new and worth thinking about.
Art in particular changes. The museums, galleries and theaters of all sizes are closed in most of the world. There is an evenness that I think nearly all artists feel: We need each other. Art is a relationship between creator and audience, despite the way artists may try to separate themselves from the their audience, thumb their noses, say “I don’t care what you think.”
Yet without the audience the artist creates in a vacuum and communicates to a vacuum.
So we find novel ways . Our need to communicate our creative spirit finds new routes of expression, new avenues to sharing.