by Brian McCormack | Feb 22, 2021
My life turned upside down four years. Trump was elected president. The only man I ever loved died. Covid-19 struck the planet. The world I thought I knew, the world I believed I could rely upon was gone. This new strange and surreal world left me reeling,...
by Brian McCormack | Feb 22, 2021
My life turned upside down four years. Trump was elected president. The only man I ever loved died. Covid-19 struck the planet. The world I thought I knew, the world I believed I could rely upon was gone. This new strange and surreal world left me reeling,...
by Brian McCormack | Feb 22, 2021
My life turned upside down four years. Trump was elected president. The only man I ever loved died. Covid-19 struck the planet. The world I thought I knew, the world I believed I could rely upon was gone. This new strange and surreal world left me reeling,...
by Brian McCormack | Feb 22, 2021
Time spent isolated. Time spent with a constant backdrop of simmering dread about illness, death and an out of control administration. Plenty of time, time, time to reflect on the world as well as my insides. In fact, forced to reflect on a world that seems more and...
by Brian McCormack | Feb 22, 2021
Working in my basement studio, I noticed a beautiful image of a shadow on the floor. I photographed it, as I thought it would be a great idea of how I felt during this long isolation. It made me feel that soon I will be free, as a dancer. This is my impression of...