Today was one of the first days I really felt like things were getting back to normal, or whatever form normal is to me, obviously, a difficult term. But to me that meant that I made my best painting of the pandemic, reaching deep into my consciousness, and just saying, OK, Mitch, you’ve got this. Even in all the struggles, well documented here, I was able to be back to being an artist. The person I truly am. It wasn’t easy. From the first rush of creation, I met my fear in full force, and pushed through to make something I really hope you will enjoy. I have so much art and poetry in me, I almost never want to stop. But I’m taking my time, because I still feel a little broken from all the stress. But art won the day inside of me again. I hope with all my heart that I can slowly get back to just being, not trapped by fear, but able to create again. I hope everyone’s doing well.