I think about values. About how, on a surface filled with chaos, a few precise moves define order. My surfaces are still both not chaotic enough and, at the same time, too chaotic. But where would be the joy if they were right from the start? I don’t want to rush unnecessarily. So here I sit: between the light and the dark.
Meditations on Yucca, charcoal on paper, 100×70 cm