One of the things I really love about art is how creative you can be with it. Sometimes I just feel like being creative. I’ll walk around the house with nothing but the urge, and it gets frustrating because I can’t decide on a focus for it. This piece came out of one of those creative episodes in which there was no focus in the beginning. It’s about 7 years old, and it was made during a difficult time of my life when I needed a medium to shift my attention to once in a while. As with most of my stuff, this has no hidden meaning, no inspiration, no message. Just an evolution in creation on a piece of paper.