
Artworks often are-or inevitably become-palimpsests of biography, allegory, psychology, history, and ecology. The pandemic stretches beyond 365 days because it is compounded by the epidemic of racism and the myth of individualism.Īrtists have long shown that timescales can blur, overlap, and entangle. This anniversary underscores that the cycle that we are collectively in is longer that both a calendar year and the rhythm of the seasons. It’s difficult to process the passage of a year when the virus is still so present, and because its impact is palpable through the loss of loved ones and mourning for what could have been. This disturbance within the mesh of our global coexistence should have sounded an alarm, but, tragically, the entrance of the virus into our lives and vocabulary was met with misinformation and xenophobia rather than action and unity from the federal government. The virus had raged for months across China and brought Italy under lockdown before the term “Covid-19” became commonly known in the US. This year, March also marks the one-year anniversary of the Covid-19 pandemic in the United States.

Such is the rhythm of natural cycles: endings lead to beginnings, which in turn run their course and give way to the new.

The Gregorian calendar designates January 1st as the start of a year, yet it is the spring equinox, which occurs around March 20th in the Northern Hemisphere that holds both the conclusion of winter and the arrival of spring. The month of March marks an end and a beginning.
