The COVID-19 lockdown coincided with a significant transition in my life, as I was in the midst of relocating from Florida to the strikingly different landscapes of Colorado. This change of scenery and the sudden pause in my journey provided a unique backdrop for my creative exploration. With no access to my studio and only paper and tools bought on a trip to China three decades earlier at my disposal, I began a new artistic endeavor. Throwing ink splashes onto large sheets of paper and meticulously connecting the fine dots, I discovered a process that became a metaphor for contact tracing. My ink drawings evolved, encapsulating our shared pandemic experiences. As shapes emerged, some saw the life-giving network of pulmonary capillaries in a set of lungs, while others discerned topographical maps, stellar constellations, and sensuous outlines of the female form. The lived experience of each observer thus imbued my work with layered meanings.