Self-Portraits from the Covid_19 Quarantine

by Tina Meparishvili June. 16, 2020 2169 views

This post is a collection of some self-portraits I took during my solo quarantine in Rome. I tried to capture the moods and struggles of the battle I fought alone with myself and the lessons I learned as a survivor.

It was the 9th of March when the government informed us about the lockdown. I was going to celebrate my birthday on the 10th of March. It was the first day of the quarantine and the first day as a 31-year-old trying to cope with the new life none of us were familiar with.

It was the 9th of March when the government informed us about the lockdown. I was going to celebrate my birthday on the 10th of March. It was the first day of the quarantine and the first day as a 31-year-old trying to cope with the new life none of us were familiar with.

The fear of the unknown was the monster I was fighting during the lockdown. Not being able to physically interact with anyone who could show some empathy and ease the pain was the hardest part of the isolation.

The fear of the unknown was the monster I was fighting during the lockdown. Not being able to physically interact with anyone who could show some empathy and ease the pain was the hardest part of the isolation.

Passionate about photographing people, I was stuck with the only person in the room and that only person was me. I was forced to get to know with myself, learn to deal with the emotions, fears and anxiety. I tried to capture it all by my camera.

Passionate about photographing people, I was stuck with the only person in the room and that only person was me. I was forced to get to know with myself, learn to deal with the emotions, fears and anxiety. I tried to capture it all by my camera.

While fearing to lose loved ones, I subconsciously fought not to lose myself.

While fearing to lose loved ones, I subconsciously fought not to lose myself.

The helplessness of being so far apart from my loved ones had shaken me to the core and desperation was taking over me.

The helplessness of being so far apart from my loved ones had shaken me to the core and desperation was taking over me.

Things I used to take for granted, like a simple evening walk in Rome, a greeting kiss, a friendly hug, or simply a stranger's face without a mask seemed so unattainable.

Things I used to take for granted, like a simple evening walk in Rome, a greeting kiss, a friendly hug, or simply a stranger's face without a mask seemed so unattainable.

It was obvious, we were all fighting for survival. Not all of us were physically sick, but our mental health was under a strong attack and we are yet to deal with the consequences.

It was obvious, we were all fighting for survival. Not all of us were physically sick, but our mental health was under a strong attack and we are yet to deal with the consequences.

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