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A brainchild of the pandemic, I wanted to represent isolation as a cold icy plain, all of us forced to greave in our ice shanties, alone. It is trying to understand how one leans into maneuvering a world completely new and empty, its benefits, and its hardships. How do you make peace with a world that feels cold, harsh, and unfamiliar? Where do we find warmth? How do we accept help?

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