Collection: Stochastic Wanderings
This series is about mildly guided unpredictability, not quite random but on the road to there. It's certainly true of the madness in response to Covid just as it's true of the paint laid on this paper. I think I was seeking to feel a bit of freedom after all the fear-informed constraints; wanting to feel a tad playful in counterpoint to the despair I experienced battling the regulatory world that had no interest whatsoever in a solution I and my cohort offered as an effective mitigation for people gathering. What did Cassandra do when nobody would listen? I'd like to think she painted.
I think, therefore I paint. Whereof I paint, I think. And, all the while, I strive to articulate both.
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