When I looked back at the pieces I had been making over the last several months, I found a common thread. They don't have just pretty colours, but also the muddy mixed up colours too. They have layers and textures, messiness and beautiful mistakes. They are just like us.
Humans are a mess of emotions, thoughts, impulses and intuition. There is much that cannot be defined, just like abstract art. We aren't our labels, roles, or genders. We aren't on this side or that side; there are no sides. We aren't black or white. We are all the shades in between.
