My feet are in a kind of dark river. It's not malicious, but it is unknown. This is the only way I have to explain it. I just have to make art about it.
The result often resembles the ecosystem of a dream. Large intricate chaotic earth subsumes tiny people, if there are people. I go through a lot of green paint and an introverted rainbow of other colours. Beside the paint there is a stack of bug and fungi and fern books.
