Dissonance had torn a glitch in reality. The stories I'd been told about it were coming undone and eventually enough personal experience had stacked against it that entire ideologies had fallen into flux––under pressure of the ether. The integrity of the reality I'd known had been compromised and the day "today" was faded.
I was treading water and looking for something to salvage. Neil Young was singing "any girl in the world could have easily known me better"––It was Mr Soul. I heard Old Man and then Dylan vouched "It's alright Ma"––I was only bleeding.
It was a slog and took double-ages but eventually I'd pulled together a framework that was fluid and true enough to support my own mutable understandings about what was going on––and I began stretching them out over the top.
The paintings below came out of that process and from learning to trust myself enough to simply follow my own curiosity. Turning on, tuning in, and dropping out just enough that I could make space to play around in – physically and mentally – as I'd done instinctively before. These scenes grabbed my attention in that space and I took photos of them on my phone. Painting them later made me feel good so I kept doing it. I don't know where it's going, but I'm learning to lay down and go with it. It's got me here so far and for whatever reason, you're here too. I reckon a fraction closer now than we were before. You'll choose how you see that.
Featured Image: Detail from 'Car Lovers'