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3 colourful illustrations - person on esclatator, a head in foliage, a person under a bridge.

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A boat bobbing out at sea with a light house

Lockdown Dispare

My Lockdown Experience as a ‘Keyworker’

Overwhelming silence
A black and white dog standing on the back of a brown sofa, looking out of a large window. Out of the window is grass, a street and houses.

Watching my mates go for a walk

New Rules for Culture after Covid

Plants in the garden

When we paused…
A large spotty dog lying out on a green rug, and a person wearing a face mask resting their head on the dog, like a pillow.

Poem for a sunny day
A giant tape measure, with one person standing at one and another person at the other end.

Pandemic

Major Lockdown

Covid-19 Dreams

Trapped

For All I Know

Kindness is needed in the real world too

Community Poem
A person with a cap bending down to look at a worm wearing a hat down on the floor.

On this lockdown some days I’ve felt down
Portrait of the head and shoulders of someone facing you. Brown hair and grey top, in a video call box.

Our Lockdown Stories
A person sitting alone with a laptop on their lap, and the bright light from the screen pouring out.

In this year 2020 it’s Covid 19
Colourful embroidery, multiple circles within one larger circle.

Flower Fireworks

My lockdown face; mixing boredom, anger and frustration

Reflections on lockdown

Books on Loneliness, Exeter Library.

The Covid-19 Blues

In the station

A Sense of Loss
A black and white cat. An empty street in the backgroun.

Quiet streets
A close-up photograph of the eyes and nose of a face.

Older Men at the Margins
A set of fives houses, all separate, with people at their windows. A nightsky behind.

Evidently Covid Time
Two sealed transparent boxes with a green background. In each box is a human head.

Fear and Loathing. In Sainsbury’s.
Boardgame pieces. A group of red pieces on one side, and a purple piece on its own on the other.

Life in lockdown: alone in company

Finding Calm Amidst the Chaos

Nocturnus – Campanula Dream

The Ghost Child
A close-up of a face in profile. Across the scalp, the drawing shows a mind filled with trees.

Dementia the Thief

A Countryman
Buildings, trees, sun and tree. A person trying to gain access to the building, but it appears to be a fake set.

Life in ‘Lockdown’- the first month…

Speeds of the City

A letter to past me
A person going up an esclataor. People speaking to each other below.

Lockdown tips
A photo of one leg stretched out on a leg rest, and a piece of colourful knitting on the person's lap. A fireplace and TV in the background.

How I feel after 40 years of knitting
A colourful person walking under a bridge, with cars, buses and planes above.

Isolating Shift Patterns
Window Pain: Let's look through the window, what will I see? The pane of reflection, mirroring me. The world is contained, in this narrowing frame, at the edge there's a darkness, in the reflection, no name. Now the room spins faster, as the edge closes in, the image grows older, more frail in its skin. As certainties of our life erode, the window will open and let in the cold.

Window Pain
Several small colourful drawings: A cat, dog - 'I want a pet'; flowers - 'picking wildflowers; a bird - 'learning birdcalls'; a person sitting with a cup of tea; a telephone - 'missing hugs'; a cake - 'throwing away unfinished teatime treats; a baguette and an apple - 'grocery shopping to be around people; a casette player - 'needing constant background noise'; books - 'lacking motivation'.

My Loneliness in Lockdown

Exeter connected
A head in a stack of foliage/a forest.

How to survive isolation in Covid times…
A black and white photograph of a fence with swings in the background, tied up and out of use.

EMPTY PLAYGROUNDS
You: You are everywhere, my life is full of you, our edges blend, your breath becomes my breath, our heart beat the same thythm, in these covid days. But I fear becoming half of one, giving myself to another, yet I am fuelled by love, both mine and yours, and together, side by side, we go forward.

You

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