I think we can all agree that this year has been a pretty stressful one. When quarantine started back in March and reality set in that we were going to be locked in for a while, my anxiety levels went through the roof. I will admit – I even went through a panic attack wherein I was convinced that the world was ending. I was in desperate need of a positive distraction. And so the Corona Crawl was born…
During quarantine, I’ve discovered a lot of things about myself. I like to make checklists to maintain some semblance of productivity. I don’t hate the Marvel movies. I can go a week without washing my hair. And I love paint by numbers (or – as I affectionately call it – “PBN”). I have to giveContinue reading “Crafty Nonsense: PBN”
When quarantine started, my mind raced in a billion different directions. Nobody has a guidebook on a pandemic, a roadmap for where this will take us and how long it will last. So my first response was panic. I stocked up on canned goods and cleaning products. I scoured online news articles for predictions and answers. I asked my boyfriend Ryan at least three times a day… “Is the world ending?!”
Then I took a few deep breaths. And I turned to my trusty creative therapy outlet that has gotten me through a plethora of low points over the years: collaging. In high school, I started cutting up magazines for images, colors, and fonts that I then pieced together into unique creations.