Throwing down abstraction in a mist of serendipity.

Sometimes in the midst of creation, you just have to say “Fuck it,” and go with serendipity. Because the past three weeks seemed to have been about something else: this preventing that, that stopping this, and then unknowingly running out of a supply you thought you had enough off…nothing seemed to work the past three weeks. Except twiddling with code.

Today, I twiddle with ink. Because “failure” brought beauty during the first run, I’m taking mishap as inspiration for my third project, and using crap-that-happened and turning it into a series of abstract prints. I’m actually excited to see the results because at this point even the creator has no idea what he is creating.

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