Beaded Koi I

My journal entry for April 29, 2020 reads:

Years from now, if someone asks what I did during the pandemic, tell them that I beaded. Must as Penelope wove a burial shroud as she waited for Ulysses to return from the Trojan War, I beaded. Unlike Penelope, I had no ardent suitors to keep at bay. Rather, I beaded to combat boredom, isolation, fear, anxiety and other side effects of the unwelcome changes to my life caused by the virus.

So I hand-sewed literally thousands of beads onto this and other fabric collages on which I was working at the time. That partly creative, partly mindless activity helped me make sense of what was, at that time, appearing to be a hostile and threatening world..