truth

… it’s done.

↓ ”Time Marks The Spots”, 540 x 600 mm, mixed media on paper.timemarksthespot

(Listening for patterns on “Skeleton Tree” while randomly creating patterns that might lead to some kind of recognition of unknown knowns of coded broken structures. Or not, doesn’t matter, that’s not the goal. Much like abandoning a blind straight path in favor of the next bend in the river and what’s behind it. Why “time …?” asks the reader with wet feet. Because it has to start somewhere; or end? Because it’s not linear, really? … nah … I’m over it. But please, look it up)

“Art is individualism, and individualism is a disturbing and disintegrating force. There lies its immense value. For what it seeks is to disturb monotony of type, slavery of custom, tyranny of habit, and the reduction of man to the level of a machine.”

Oscar Wilde,
“The Soul of a Man Under Socialism” (1891)