Red-green varying forms of different languages emitting light. There are tablets, sculptures and a sense of getting drenched. I left this on a painting disagreeable note.

There are empty and open spaces, which is unnatural to my instincts. I have painted this vertically, in conflict with my sensibilities and much smaller to push me into an uncharted territory. I am questioning the idea of what is finished, I have painted it on unprimed canvas which turns into a colour. The disturbing sectioning that steps away from conventional composition creates a tingling like it’s at the cusp of things. It’s uncomfortable like a sore throat.