So, I don't know anyone who is sad that we have now booted 2020 out the back door and down the back stairs. It has, for most people, been frustrating, stressful and basically a big disappointment. And, as if Covid wasn't enough for us to be going on with, there seems to have been a number of other tragedies, difficulties and catastrophes that people have had to deal with along the way. On a personal level, a longtime friend whose presence on this mortal coil was a blessing to everyone she had contact with, passed away. Like a good number of you, it seems, I also lost my fur-baby, whose gentle presence had been part of my life for 20 years. I miss them both, and their loss adds to the general feeling of unease and uncertainty that 2020 has left us with.
The economic downturn brought about by the pandemic has affected me significantly as it has with anyone whose business relies on face to face contact. I am planning a revamp and relaunch of ann.russell.art early this year. So far, though, over this Christmas/New Year period, I have done little else than write, revise, redraft, rewrite and rehash my exegesis for my doctor of Creative Arts - a process that is driving me out of my tiny mind. (It's due the same day that Joe Biden is inaugurated and Trumpy gets dragged kicking and screaming from the Whitehouse).
So, as we start 2021, I am feeling, like many of you, no doubt, stressed and a little anxious. But I am endeavouring to remain positive in anticipation of what will hopefully be a much better year. As many of you know, I have adopted some new fur-babies, and I look forward to getting to know them as the year progresses.
I have my major DCA exhibition coming up in April and I should get the actual piece of paper sometime later in the year. I am really looking forward to getting some time back to concentrate on running classes, workshops and retreats, and to do more creative things after all the writing. One thing is for sure: the world has changed, and as much as we might like to go back to when no one imagined what 2020 could bring, that's just not going to be possible. So as we take our first steps into a brave new world, my hope is that 2021 is a better one for everyone, and that our world starts to repair itself by people being kinder, greener, more supportive and generous. May it also be Trumpless.
I wish you all the very best and hope to see you all again soon. Happy New Year!