The Worst of Times May Be Better Than We Think (2021) clay, glaze, cigarette wash, steel chain, and nails

I really hate things that are popular for the sake of their niche “dated-ness.” I detest subjects that are low-hanging fruit because that is what they are, easily attainable, lacking character and uniqueness. I felt that as time had gone, the COVID-19 pandemic, in which we are still living now (as of 4/9/21), had permeated so many of my habits, relationships, and anxieties that it had gone on long enough for me to not make a piece about COVID altogether, so this, as well as I Will Show You My Face (2021) were a testament to some highly relatable thoughts and feelings that I was going through at the time, as well as the people who I spent a once-in-a-century pandemic with.