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COVID-19 has impacted us. Here is our timeline:

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COVID-19 Becomes Global Pandemic

11/03/2020
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Quebec declares Public Health Emergency

14/03/2020
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Canada urges Canadians to COME HOME

14/03/2020
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Glen - poem

COVID-19 – Glen Hartle
Be aware,
neither scripted or jaded, and
be ready
for the post pandemic period.

Be understanding,
setting aside your indignation opting instead to
be humble
and reject latent hostility.

Be patient
for ability required ambition and
be steady
for the march to safety had us hand in hand.

Above all, be human
for we were in this together.

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14/03/2020
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Wendy - poem

Meditation on Covid

Breathe

    Put down your phone

Sit

    Don’t check the news

Walk

    This unknown path

Smile

    There’s peace and space

14/03/2020
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Alberta declares Public Health Emergency

17/03/2020
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Ontario declares Public Health Emergency

17/03/2020
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Michael - haiku

State of Emergency

Leaders speak with firm
Voice but not hard to see that
All of them are lost

17/03/2020
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Michael - haiku

Migration

And so, it is real
No longer just over there
Death wave hits our shores

17/03/2020
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Michael - haiku

We Work from Home

It is the right thing
For the safety of us all
Trust the process now

18/03/2020
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Glen - poem

DESCENT – Glen Hartle

It is with amazing speed
That you have arrived here,
At the pyramid base,
Where myopia has overwhelmed
And distils the world to only you.

Your imperatives.
Your rules.

Gone is goodwill,
The peak fading,
Replaced with an illusory
Sense of wooden superiority
Moored in false security
Even while the rock
From which you orate
Sinks beneath the sand.

Matthew watches,
Empathetic.
For he knows
His story in this.

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19/03/2020
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Quebec bans all gatherings

21/03/2020
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Wendy - poem

An opportunity to deepen my practice

More space

More silence

More stillness of being

How could this be a time of less?

Fill your heart with joys

 Of less clutter

 Of less doing

21/03/2020
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Wendy - poem

Migrating geese share their reflections

Join us in our jubilation

    You have dropped your obligation

Fewer airplanes, cars, and trains

Walk instead, enjoy the rains

    Which wash away polluted air

        For many years, we’ve had to bear

Now that you

    are forced to rest

You’ll soon see,

    it’s for the best.

22/03/2020
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Michael - haiku

Isolation

Connection forbade
Solitary confinement
Lonely is real now

24/03/2020
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Corina - mixed media

March 24 – more than half of staff at the company where I work are given temporary lay off

March 25 – I receive my temporary lay off and begin what turns out to be 9 weeks

March 27 – first art project – I have finished a 50th birthday accordion style card. I’ve always wanted to create this, but have never had the reason to create this and now I have a miraculous amount of time to pursue those things I love to do that have been sitting on the back burner for longer than I wish to admit.

27/03/2020
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Wendy - poem

Love in the Time of Covid

Safe at home

     In your arms

We dance and play

    Enjoy the day

28/03/2020
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Michael - haiku

FIRST CUT

Necessary act
In the big house, camouflage
Bald is beautiful

29/03/2020
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Michael - haiku

A COVID-19 Birthday

Virtual bash zoom
New faces, good giggles, fun
A Blowout for sure.

29/03/2020
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Corina - mixed media

I’m kind of entertaining – ha ha. I am talking to myself with inflection. This makes me giggle at myself. I realize I am laughing at myself, give myself shit and then giggle a bunch more.

Continuing with this inner child moment, I’ve made an Easter Bunny for the front door. Neighbours are doing Easter Egg Hunts to get the now home-schooled children out of the house looking for various things around the neighbourhood. On the weekend I borrowed Nora’s Crayola set and coloured Paw Patrol eggs for the hunt.

30/03/2020
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Corina - paint

A friend is doing online painting classes similar to the pre-COVID paint nights. Since I have a bunch of blank canvases, brushes and paints, I’ve decided to try some of her classes. I had enough to complete today’s lesson…once self-isolation period is complete will venture out for a mask and gloves visit to the dollar store.

I would not have sat at the counter doing a virtual paint class if not for COVID. It would never have been free, would have been at a bar with a bunch of people (so I don’t like to go), and I wouldn’t have had the same freedom to do what I want with the colours I want, etc.

31/03/2020
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Gilles - photograph

31/03/2020
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Glen - CovidGram

We all get to reframe our experience within the context of the virus. I did a series of these based upon various things I was noticing in the world around me ~ how some were changing the story slightly ~ reframing it. Hence, CovidGram – a take on InstaGram’s micro-view of a moment.

Click here for the other CovidGrams

1/04/2020
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1,000,000 cases worldwide

2/04/2020
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Michael - haiku

Family

Zoom makes connection
With family possible
Through treasured teasing

4/04/2020
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Ian - drawing

Winter is still here; Spring is far away.

Drawing with graphite, watercolours and oil pastels on paper.

30cm x 27cm

I had just returned from warm Barbados to be quarantined in the bedroom for 14 days. Outside is a large magnolia that heralds the coming of Spring. Spring is far away, it is still very cold outside, the days are grey but tiny buds are starting to swell. So this first study of the tree is done far away with muted colours to reflect the cold.

05/04/2020
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Michael - haiku

Like a Bad Vacation

Enforced quarantine
Nothing to do or see here
A sad furlough

5/04/2020
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Ruby - painting

Relentless Hope is an oil painting (6 feet high x 10 feet wide in 2 panels)

07/04/2020
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Michael - haiku

Shopping in a COVID-19 World

Serious business
Six feet, keep your distance, sir
Intensive practice

10/04/2020
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Ian - drawing

Winter is still here, Spring is closer

Drawing with graphite, watercolours and oil pastels on paper.

24cm x 20cm

The promise of Spring is closer, I am still quarantined, gazing like Vincent Van Gogh out my window at the tree coming into bloom. He had a cherry tree; I have my magnolia and the buds have swollen with a few openings. Spring is closer so this work has zoomed in on the tree and its buds. The sky is a clearer blue.

12/04/2020
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Alberta bans gathering of more than 15 people

23/04/2020
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Ian - drawing

Winter is gone, Spring is here, but only for a week

Drawing with graphite, watercolours and oil pastels on paper.

28cm x 21cm.

The promise of Spring is here, but we don’t realize that a polar vortex is about to put us all back into winter quarantine for another week. It will wither the blooms on the magnolia. This is a closeup of the magnolia with a particular branch that reaches towards the window. The sky is deep clear blue. I love that the old gnarly branches feed the happy dancing buds.

25/04/2020
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Day 50 of the pandemic

29/04/2020
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Glen - poem

EVER THUS – Glen Hartle

and when
the veil
lifted and
I once again
had access
to the
trappings
I was missing,
a pit
grew within me
for the newfound
trappings
I was
set to lose

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29/04/2020
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Michael - haiku

Just like the big house

A flavour of this
Tastes of super jail elements
Concealed freedom

30/04/2020
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Michael - haiku

SECOND CUT

Alfalfa presage
Cut for sweet convenience
Yield was impressive

15/05/2020
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5,000,000 cases worldwide

21/05/2020
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Quebec begins to allow outdoor gatherings as long as not more than 10 people (from a maximum of three households) are present

22/05/2020
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Wendy - poem

Corona Confusion
Was it all a joke?
Was it all a scam?
Are there really killer germs?
All across this land?

Have we all been tested?
To see what we would do?
To save ourselves and others
From dying from the flu?

Not the flu, it’s Covid!
Much deadlier, can’t you see?
Hugs and kisses dangerous
Please wear a mask near me!

Lockdown now is lifted
Stores are open too
Strangers in my bubble
Not sure what I should do

Succumb to herd immunity
And join the barbeque
Return a friendly hug
And have a drink or two

23/05/2020
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Wendy - poem

2/06/2020
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Glen - poem

Glen

SNEAKING OUT – Glen Hartle

The throttle softens and
with furtive steps I survey
the aftermath with other
like-minded isolationists.

Finding little physical evidence
to fuel fear, I lower my mask
to at least touch normalcy;
quickly setting it back in place

in case someone captures the moment –
happy with even the slightest
truancy suggesting that
free will was not also a casualty.

This slightly obscured future
is beautiful and with selective
positivity, I sneak back
whence I came.

Hopeful.


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14/06/2020
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Tariq - photograph and reflection

Transformed from the wintry of dreary, dark and dead
Abysses into Covidian chaos, frustration and confusion
Persevered with tears, impatience and uncertainty
Challenged by pain, fear and introspection
Yogied into humility, presence and equanimity
Trusted in the elements, gaia and nurture
Discovered prana nearby, far away and in dreams
Mesmerized by sunsets, landscapes and life
Bathed in energy, love and light
Metamorphosized into gratitude, observance and resilience

16/06/2020
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Day 100 of the pandemic

18/06/2020
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Tina - photograph and reflection

101 days of Corona Virus

A shift external and internal

What kind of society do I live in?

What kind of society do I want to live in?

What do I contribute?

Why do I not trust people?

Have you ever hidden a part of your ethnicity? My answer: Yes

These last two questions tie together in a knot, with a flooding of family history and memories.

A cross burnt at the farm’s locked gate, shorted on seed deliveries, shorted on grain sales

Raids by the RCMP, teacher shouting inbreeds and savages

Didn’t want her son married to that family

Are you sure that is your mother?

You need to tell your mother that she shouldn’t let people like her (pointing at my mom) take care of you

Towards my mother – Go back to your country you fucking paki

Towards me – Are you some kind of half-breed squaw

You people take whatever you want

We better lock up everything, so it doesn’t disappear

I don’t know if we should have hired you, you might not stay

We went to Europe and we were told to beware of the Gypsies

We had gypsies around, they caused trouble

Have you watched my big Fat Gypsy Wedding? Are you all crazy like that?

That explains a lot about you

That’s why your family is crazy

Gypsy isn’t offensive. Doesn’t that just mean you are carefree

I can’t trust you because you don’t trust me.

You don’t trust me because I am not truthful about who I am.

I can’t be truthful about who I am because I can’t trust you.

This is my grandfather. He was a Roma who immigrated to Canada as a young boy. He married a Hungarian immigrant and together raised 10 children on their family farm in Saskatchewan. My mother is one them. I am one quarter Roma.

19/06/2020
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Tariq - poem

Dreaming of the eternal dunes of the desert,
my heart seeks solace in the whispering wind,
the dewy dawn and the flaming sun.
Mirages of hope and desire appear everywhere
teasing me with the endless possibilities of life.
My soul quietly observes the dancing illusions
waking me with a smile

19/06/2020
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Tariq - photographs

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(right) Ground in the present reality..serene.. resilient / (left) Grounded in uncertainty, innovate..rebuild..persevere

Alternate Covidian Reality

22/06/2020
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10,000,000 cases worldwide

28/06/2020
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500,000 deaths worldwide

28/06/2020
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Tina - COVID amusement

The Controversial Moose of L`Orignal

The moose was seen as a frivolous expense, purchased by the town council to put on the pumping station roof a couple of years ago. Much was made of it by the local press. I was annoyed that local artists were not asked to create a statue, instead the fibreglass facsimile was a flea market purchase. He continued to cause problems as he had to be moved less then a year later for repairs to the roof. A decision was made to move him to a prominent spot on the highway, complete with landscaping .More money was spent, more articles written. Then COVID came and someone in the village created him a mask. One night it disappeared, and an angry note left in its place. The local press headlined the moose unmasked, interviewing the town council. The moose now has a new mask and he makes me smile.

28/06/2020
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Glen - digital image & poem

CONVICTION – Glen Hartle

They gaze through the
window at themselves of yesterday
where they were looking

out the opposite window,
pandering to pity
and clucking at the world.

Sleeping in and
submitting to boredom
were their rights and

watching the sun rise,
a convenience.
As they watch from

where they are now living
what used to be the news,
they struggle to exhale;

for the rising inflation of time
is chasing them through one
of the windows.

29/06/2020
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11,000,000 cases worldwide

5/07/2020
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525,000 deaths worldwide

5/07/2020
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12,000,000 cases worldwide

9/07/2020
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548,000 deaths worldwide

9/07/2020
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13,000,000 cases worldwide

13/07/2020