I pieced this 81”x81” quilt during the first spring of the pandemic—100 squares pieced over 100 consecutive days from 4/7 to 7/16 of 2020. Each square has written on it a fragment of my day, something about the Covid-19 pandemic and/or politics, and, after midway through the quilt, content around police violence against Black people and/or systemic racism. This quilt saw me through the first pandemic year. It allowed me to grieve in small doses and to honor daily moments coming up against an incalculable collective grief. It also held me close to the fact that there were (are) diverse worlds of loss inside the one phenomenon of the pandemic. As I sewed, I could be with that for a time regularly. When the quilt top was done, I missed that space for sadness.
