Between The Wars

The blood of an englishman.


The world around us. Between all of the issues created by the pandemic and a president determined to hold onto power no matter how many laws he breaks, I see us as being lost between the real, unreal and surreal worlds.


I made this piece of art to illustrate what is in my mind. Before you reach for your phone to have me committed just think about how you feel on most days and nights. This all of us. This thing came to me in a dream. Sort of. I’ve been having the weirdest dreams for the last few weeks. This creature is tame compared to most of them. I has to be. I could never create what I’ve been seeing in my slumbers. Nobody can. Thankfully.

Many people can’t sleep. Others, like me, sleep too much. Some people are nervous when they usually aren’t. Tension reigns supreme. I read somewhere that mild sedatives are up 33% over their prescribed numbers last year. I couldn’t begin to guess how high the sales are of the street dealers who don’t usually file any paperwork.

Unfortunately, I think it’s only going to get worse before it gets better. Schools, entertainment and sports are getting ready to open in full. In some cases, ball yards will be closed to fans, but think about American football. Those guys hug each other on almost every play. Most schools are woefully under equipped to take the kind of care necessary today. Too many people still think it’s some kind of scam. Yeah. The whole world got together to cheat you out of your bottle of beer.

Once it does get better, then what?

Restricted business openings at all levels and places? How long will that go on until another surge rolls through your city. Already countries in Europe are seeing their infections rise. New Zealand, a clean country for 100 days, now has something like 17 cases of the virus.

And, you wonder why I’m having dreams that are worse than this picture?

Speaking of pictures.

The Picture

This started out as one picture. Some fake nature or something. I started layering and building. Wash, rinse and repeat about eight times. This is what appeared. I did all of the work on my phone only to realize that I need OnOne for a couple of things. No problem.

This image is what remains.

Stay safe. Stay mighty. Don’t make me come over there to make you wear your mask. Enjoy every PB&J sandwich.

Published by Ray Laskowitz

I am a visual storyteller. I've been making pictures for some 40 years. I travel the world in search of the right image. in the right light at the right time. You can reach me by phone at 505.280.4686, or by email at or For a quick look at my work please go to

4 thoughts on “Between The Wars

  1. Interesting picture Ray. It does seem to reflect the current situation and the pandemic. Take care and stay safe. Enjoy your PB and J toasted. They are great.



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