In college I was obsessed with grey. I was teaching myself to paint after taking an art survey course, and found myself impassioned by the amalgam of white and black. Without any foreknowledge or apparent subconscious reckoning, I knew to balance these two in my work. I still wonder, t okay, why I loved grey for so many years. I used it on my walls, there were themes of silvery-grey in purchased artwork and furniture. Of course, the fiery side of me demanded a balance by using lots of brilliant reds and yellows, bleak cremes and blacks. Was it a precursor my movement,decades later, through literal Darkness? Stumbling blindly and desperately seeking the Light in myself again...
...Small actions in a dynamic system will trigger vast and unexpected changes