It deeply saddens and angers me to read that the COVID-19 death toll has risen to 200,000 in the United States. We’ve gotten to an unimaginable place in this country and also worldwide. Grappling with these numbers is difficult.
I don’t have much to say around this, except that I must continue with 100,000 Folds. To honor, to mourn, to attempt to understand, to deal. Most of all, I do this work to remember the people who’ve suffered.
Now is November;
In night uneasy
Nothing I say.
I make no prayer.
Save us from water
That washes us away.
Merwin, W.S. A Mask for Janus. Yale University Press, New Haven, 1952.
100,000 Folds 
It’s sad to think that at the start of this project each triangle represented one person—now one triangle represents two deaths.
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