It looks really small. A problem with trying to put a long horizontal image onto a blog - it's tricky to know how to fit it on screen so it can be viewed. The above shows how the work should be displayed but doesn't allow you to look at it closely. Therefore I'm posting the image on it's side, separated into it's three A3 pieces. So you can tilt your head or monitor to the side scroll down and have a closer look.
For me it's all about thought - how I'll move from one feeling of tangibility to another and feel somewhat entirely in flux adjusting and editing myself as go along. The words and colours pass through and get destroyed and rebuilt - crossed out as they pass by like busy traffic at light speed. Some elements drift along dead, silent and unused - like forgotten trivia and empty memory.
There are also the dominant traumas and the excuses I make to myself all of which create sharp stabbings and ring out as clock towers over and over again until the vibration gets duller. Thoughts move block like - falling bricks sucked sidewards by an impossible tornado - viewed from above it's like the schematic of a far away space station.
This part of me is a cell of rearranging elements. Some recognisable and comforting stream of identity and self recognition - "here I am and here are you - this is me and that is you" - I get along in a constant static of learned behaviour realising that I'm much more confident and assertive than I thought - stood by the counter talking to the civilians and all the while living in my own internal world whilst reality clicks away against my surface... an efficient if unwilling participant cog in the whole system of everything.
In my next picture I should devise some kind of chart, like a list of what every colour and pattern means in the whole scale of the image. That way I can start making very bizarre intuitive schematics of inexpressible feelings and ideas.
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