I have been struggling like everyone with the magnitude of the Coronavirus. How it has insidiously spread, wreaking havoc around the globe. My world has become the size of my apartment- never leaving it’s supposed safety. I begin my days looking at the NY Times online hoping to find in the news, a glimmer of something positive. What I’ve found and become obsessed with are the maps, charts and headlines that they are publishing which track it’s spread. I screengrab and print them out to see how the disease has multiplied and moved. These little visual changes affect millions of people like me. It quickly became apparent that I had to use them in my photographs, helping me process this complicated time.
Each screengrab I create captures the press’s determination to communicate information as to where the disease is developing and how many people are affected in a statistical and straight forward manor. What I’m confronted with is that each change from chart to chart or map to map represents the human toll of this disease. These simple graphic changes have such intense ramifications; it is the loss of one's health, one's life - someone's friend, coworker or family member. By photographing this data while utilizing my love of botanicals, my intent is that they no longer will be just cold numbers but speak to the humanity that is affected.