Locked up in a Kerala village for nearly a month due to the pandemic, one morning I saw myself in the mirror and was shocked. Strands of my hair were all over the floor. I felt terrible. Imagine my surprise a few days later when I saw a work of art created from strands of the artist’s hair. I was at the ‘Lokame Tharavadu’ (World Is One Family) contemporary art exhibition in Alappuzha—my first outing after lockdown restrictions were relaxed. Who would have thought of one’s hair as material for an artwork of such size and scale to depict despair and longings, if not due to the pandemic-induced loneliness?