On the other side of twenty-five, a new year seldom distinguishes itself from the former, save for new ailments. Our global malady notwithstanding, this year has offered a proverbial mulligan for those fortunate to see through the circus.
In many ways, a number of us got our wish, for the world to stop for a few moments; so that we might finally have time to catch up.
With broad travel restrictions and corporate work mentally untenable, that most precious commodity, time, seems boundless for the first time since childhood.
In dedicating this indefinite hiatus to the arts, a journey of overdue fulfillment has begun. It’s a pleasure to welcome you to this time paradox, which is aptly named Artisan in Progress.
