"April Fool 2020" for Volkskrant Magazine, by Erwin Olaf.
The visual narrative of April Fool 2020 gives shape to the emotions and images that paralysed me after we all suddenly woke up in the surreal nightmare of this pandemic.
Fear and powerlessness have dominated me for a few weeks now; I feel like an insignificant extra in some morbid film, the conclusion of which is entirely unknown. The plane in which we are all sitting has lost
its engines – the benevolent silence is only a harbinger
for what is still to come.
The supermarket shelves, emptied by hoarders,
made me realise that for decades I have assumed that
everything would always be there, that our dancing on
the volcano’s edge would never end. Nothing could be
further from the truth, and here I stand, my mouth full
Vacantly I walk around, waiting for the utter
unknown, afraid of an enemy that I cannot see, and
who I fortunately cannot feel yet.
The house of cards is collapsing, and we are all the
joker. - E