Yesterday at dinner, one of my children was sad and irritated. She was offended by our mere existence. “What’s wrong with her now?” one of the other kids asked unkindly, to no one in particular. Like many young people around the world, this is a kid who has weathered some deep disappointments in the last month. She was studying at an art school, a once-in-a-lifetime semester program, when COVID-19 hit. Classes aren’t the same when you don’t have the materials, studio, and equipment you need for printmaking, sculpture, and developing your film. Click here to read more…