Are
we really happy here
With this lonely game we play
Looking for words to say
Searching but not finding
Understanding any way
We're lost in a mask, masquerade
George Benson
Walking
through our neighborhood the other day, I came across Pia Fischer’s art, couture and unique design shop. In the show window (above) were an assortment
of Covid art masks she had made, along with a dress fashioned from hundreds of pansy boutonnieres. Although
like the late, great George Benson, I’m not really happy here with this lonely Covid
game we’re playing, Frau Fischer's dazzling designs put a big smile on my face. I hope they put one on yours, too, even though
we won’t be able to see it, being masked up and all. So, without further introduction...
On the Left: the Anchor Bolt Mutation. On the Right: the Small Worms Mutation.
On the Left: Bird Flu. On the Right: Untitled, but I'd call it "For Pansies."
This is the Bird Mutation and yes, that's a chicken leg reaching for the mask.
On the Left: For Dream Dancers. On the Right: For Those with a Lust for Life.
On the Left: The Fleece Mutation. On the Right: The Indian Mutation.
On the Left: For Minority Witches. On the Right: For Party Fans. 
On the Left: For Lip Smackers. On the Right: For Lunch.
On the Left: For Packing Material Artists. On the Right: For Chinese Girls.
On the Left: Untitled, but I'd call it "Gasping at Straws." On the Right: For Glitzy Girls.
On the Left: Red Poison. On the Right: The Ear Worm Mutation.
And we end with Love, Joy, Health, and Strength.
Thank you, Pia, for letting me lose myself in your mask, masquerade.
Keep it real! And wear your damn mask!
Marilyn
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