Saturday — A Studio Visit
I was standing at my kitchen sink on Saturday morning when a bright red color caught the corner of my eye. It was a sticker on the bottle of dish soap that read, “ATTACKS” in capital letters. I looked at it again because the term seemed like quite an affront, given the current context that has caused us to shelter-in-place.
“ATTACKS” remained on my mind throughout the day, even while traveling to an in-person studio…