Four figures contort and integrate closely on a Twister board.
It has been one month since colleges and universities across the United States have come to a halt, yet I find myself nostalgic looking at this image.
The image is from one of the Seven Sister Schools, a community of colleges.
Despite faces obscured, their intimacy remains clear. Impossible poses render the element of play central. Looking, I account my own impossible rites with my peers. The reel seems endless.
I ask: from a moment in isolation to an image of physical closeness so natural and known: how can we practice intimacy from afar?
We can do a lot when six feet becomes all too much.
On April 9, I sent a letter to my friend.
On an 8 x 11 in. sheet I placed the four by six rows in green, red, yellow, and blue.
Next, I folded the paper into segments of three. I attached a note, “left arm green."
I drew my hand on one of the spots.
A letter in an envelope one in the same as to two bodies only a heartbeat away.