[dis]comfort

I don’t like the way my unconscious naturally searches out patterns. The mathematician in me reduces my own art to a series of regularities. I like my art better when it appears more random. Somehow I equate creativity with chaos.

I’m not sure I like this but then again I’m not sure I always like my Self. My opinions on this image do not count because they do not make this a less valid piece of work. This collage shows a part of my Self that I am not comfortable with.

I should be comfortable in the knowledge that it represents my own discomfort.

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