After a half-day’s climb, scrambling across rivers and around muddy ledges, we came to a clearing. The density of the high jungle gave way to a mountainside covered in butter-green clover.
COVID Tokyo Transit
I love the suggestion of the covert in the word COVID, hidden as it is in every corner of our paranoia.
Lockdown in Andalusia
When the pandemic hit, Herman Portocarero found himself in quarantine at his home in Bahía Dorada near the tip of Spain, just north of Gibraltar. He was separated from his family by the Atlantic Ocean.
In Corona March
In Corona March, I went to the bakery, to the supermarket, around the square, and took photographs.
In Conversation
I was cooking for a dinner party scene that we were shooting for my friend Brian Alessandro’s satiric film, A Saintly Madness, about a week before New Yorkers began taking the novel coronavirus seriously.
