My new landlord wants to increase my rent to a value I couldn’t possibly pay, but there is nowhere at the moment I could rent on my own, apparently. Anyway, I will try to fight him. This is my childhood home.
So most of my drawing classes have moved to online now, namely the “alfabeto lisboeta”, where each session is based on a letter of the alphabet. This year the theme is City art makers, so each session is based on a different artist.
This Saturday was letter Q and the artist Querubim Lapa (couldn’t find anything in English, sorry) and his kitchen.
We started by drawing fruit and vegetables we had at home (at least one had be a long one), using the artist’s style.
And then the fun part: cut out those veggies and mount them like a face or an animal. We laughed so much seeing each others results!
Little by little, we start finding ways of doing the things that give us pleasure, even if we cannot leave the house.
We have resumed choir practice, via Zoom, and even if we have to sing with our mics off it is so good to see all theses smiling faces again!
Every Sunday there has been a sketching meeting where we visit virtually a museum, and yesterday I even saw an online playback theater performance (not an easy feat for a form of theater that relies so much on closeness and sharing).
And today I had an online dance class.
The fun thing about all these online meetings is that you get people from all cover the world. Yesterday for the playback performance we had people from Europe, Asia, America in the audience and the company was Mexican. And today two girls from the states joined our dance class.
So yes, I think I ‘not dealing too bad with social isolation.
Had a few scares during the week, one of my colleagues was sick with symptoms that sounded like Covid-19, another woman I know was also feeling poorly, and she is a high risk case, seeing she is asmathic … Luckily they both tested negative.i
What with this colleague getting sick, our bosses decided we only needed to go to the office/lab once a week, which was a huge relief for me.
But it is hard sometimes, even if I deal more or less well with being alone all the time. And I realized I have to try to maintain some routines to keep an appearance of normalcy.
Funny the little things that give me pleasure now: I feel so happy to hang out my laundry, because I can feel the sun on my skin, taking out the trash, it even also almost felt good to go to the supermarket, though I avoid it as much as possible.