This painting, “Closing In,” was created in July 2018 during a grueling week of sleepless nights full of the haunting voices of separated children, crying for their mamas and papas. The echoes of those cries return when I read about tear gas attacks on migrant families on the border, and children being tortured, drugged, and abused as many remain separated from their parents.
Like many Americans, I’m in a constant, heightened state of stress and shame. These dark times have the potential to enclose us in despair: a daily onslaught of ecological destruction, white supremacy and racism, the dismantling of safety nets and public education, a pandering to the wealthiest among us, and lies, lies, and more lies.
Yet while my stomach churns, I know that hope is a luminous power. It’s the embrace of an opening, a path to transformation, and a way out of the atrocities and terror to an unknown creation, a possible future without fear.
I look for the light, to find community with those who recognize the climate crisis, who believe Black Lives Matter, and who welcome the refugee.