Aspects that I feel strongly about in relation to the pandemic: my (and all of our) physicality, biology, my/our connection to life and death. For this, I use ingredients in my panel: an antique linen tablecloth, a piece of sturdy upholstery fabric, a ladder-like lamé yarn, a fuzzy fancy yarn and a homemade embroidery cord. So the pandemic themes are on the table in front of me every day (tablecloth), I sit on them (dark upholstery fabric), they concern my DNA (black glitter yarn), my furry animal-ness (white lint yarn) and my share in life through my umbilical cord (pale pink knitted cord). I fixed this cord to the background with nine embroidered lines. Number nine represents all of humanity and also has such contrasting meanings as tolerance and self-discovery, as well as bitterness and isolation. My contribution to the Covid Chronicles is part of my work group of ellipses, which I have been working on before but even more intensively since March 2020. Ellipse is the ancient Greek term for a circle that is missing something (which is why it is not round!).