COVID Eyes . a storyline for a film short, by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 8 October 2020; published on 10 October 2020

Image: “Visiting the Sick,” a painting by Michiel Sweerts, between 1646 and 1649. From Rijksmuseum, accession number SK-A-2848, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:De_zieken_bezoeken_Rijksmuseum_SK-A-2848.jpeg … public domain in the United States … DESCRIPTION: “Visiting the sick. Interior of an Italian house where a poor family with a sick person in bed is visited by two people. An old woman and a child warm themselves by the fireplace. Part of a series of representations of the seven works of mercy (see: SK-A-2845/48); Michael Sweerts (1618–1664), oil on canvas, c. 1646–1649.”

Image: “Visiting the Sick,” a painting by Michiel Sweerts, between 1646 and 1649. From Rijksmuseum, accession number SK-A-2848, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:De_zieken_bezoeken_Rijksmuseum_SK-A-2848.jpeg … public domain in the United States … DESCRIPTION: “Visiting the sick. Interior of an Italian house where a poor family with a sick person in bed is visited by two people. An old woman and a child warm themselves by the fireplace. Part of a series of representations of the seven works of mercy (see: SK-A-2845/48); Michael Sweerts (1618–1664), oil on canvas, c. 1646–1649.”

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • COVID Eyes

Dear Ones,

Here is a storyline for a film short about the coronavirus in America. There is an edited Summary after the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Hello, Dear Ones, It’s Alice. I Am of the Stars.

I came across this idea for a short screenplay while I was walking up to a pharmacy in Los Angeles just the other day. I thought it might have to do with something that had happened there some months back … maybe in March or April … and to do with the COVID pandemic in Los Angeles, as it was felt there.

Being an empath has its drawbacks, and the very first thing I did was, I put myself in the shoes of the person in the story. So when you hear the storyline here, just imagine that it is someone else, not me, and that it may really have happened, and might not.

I think that it expresses very well, though, the feeling that was happening in Los Angeles at the time when the pandemic struck. I think it has a lesson in it for all of us regarding compassion towards the sick in times like these, as opposed to government recommendations, if you get my gist.

Hope you like it. And I hope you are all well and safe and happy, on your journey towards Winter Solstice. Without further ado, here goes …

COVID Eyes

This is a storyline for a COVID memorial film short. It goes like this …

I am standing outside of a chain store pharmacy on a busy sidewalk in a shopping center. I am feeling a little bit sick, and I need to go inside and get some medicine.

I open the door of the pharmacy, with my mask on. I start to take a shopping cart out, and I cough. The security guard rudely bids me leave the store.

So I am standing outside of the door to the pharmacy, and a man walks up with a mask on. I have a 20 dollar bill in my hand, and I begin to beseech the man to purchase cough medicine for me inside the pharmacy and bring it out.

Just as I am handing him the 20 dollar bill, I cough twice. He pulls back, with a look of consternation and anger, and quickly walks inside the pharmacy, leaving me outside.

I am feeling a little weaker, and I sit down on the pavement near the door of the pharmacy. A woman walks up with two little children, and I start to hand her the 20 dollar bill and beseech her to buy me the cough medicine.

But I begin coughing severely, and she quickly hurries the two children inside the door. Suddenly I am overcome with weakness, so I lie down on the pavement on my left side, my left arm out, beyond my head, the left side of my face touching the dirty sidewalk, my right arm over the side of my body, and my right hand palm down on the pavement.

I feel too weak to move, and the coughing increases. [In the screenplay] there is a shot of people’s feet walking past me, to and from the pharmacy, giving me a berth of about six feet on each side.

The day wears on towards noon, and a solitary pigeon begins to walk by. As the pigeon approaches my face, I can see its yellow feet clicking against the pavement, and I cough once. The pigeon veers off towards the wall of the pharmacy, and then leaves my range of vision.

The afternoon wears on to night. In the eveningfall, I have stopped coughing, and I am lying still, in the same position, not having moved at all.

In the middle of the night, there is darkness all around. No one is walking on the pavement. There are no pigeons out. And I lie motionless on the sidewalk. One teardrop mars the pavement near my left eye …

That is the story of COVID in the USA.

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

Image: “Pink Roses,” by Alice B. Clagett, 10 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Pink Roses,” by Alice B. Clagett, 10 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

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