As we stare into this unknown abyss that has become our society in this COVID-era, we dangle like a piñata waiting for the inevitable strike of the club. Except it seems there is no club, nor bat, or even a paint stick. We, as entertainers and showmen, masters of our collective crafts, get to literally watch the grass grow as the thread that holds us up gradually frays. Are there opportunities beyond the chasm? We can only fill in the gaps with what we call the rest of our lives, yet in the end, this is our livelihood.

Remain strong my children of the woods!!!

Leftwoods is here to stay.

To all our other service folk and especially those on the front lines, stay safe, stay aware, and we’ll all get through this together.