This piece reminds me of the feeling when your standing outside, watching the sky grow dark and ominous just before a storm. It makes you feel tense and anxious just waiting for it to hit.
I drew this artwork in April when COVID lock-downs were still in the beginning. It was before the government announced the income packages. My workplace had shut down, I'd been stood down with the option to use annual leave to get by but after that my future just seemed to be met with so much uncertainty. How would I survive? Pay rent? Suddenly every dollar I spent felt like hundreds. How long was this going to last? Would my loved ones be ok?
This is how COVID felt to me - standing outside waiting for the storm to hit. You don't know if it will and when it does how bad will it be?