Life is wild, wet and full of surprises. This painting, made after a year of postgraduate research, depicts the limitations of unempathic, analytical methodology. At the end of a long pilgrimage, access to life is barred from the objective stare by the rigidity of artificial boundaries. A sun composed of semicircle and triangles is caught between straight lines and weeps sundrops into a canalized watercourse. Moonlight, transformed into penetrating shafts of fear encroaches across the night sky above a plain of desolation.
Life is withdrawn behind closed doors.
It all seems so alluringly simple and logical the only uncertainties lie in the randomness of independent events, but statistics and risk analyses can help us to account for those. Moreover, this alluring simplicity fits in extremely well with our predatory and discriminatory pre-disposition to single things out from their context. And that is how we re prone to think the world works by sorting things out viewing like some self-centred voyeuristic outsider through a window pane and making discriminatory choices, but without ourselves being involved or included in the picture. Herein lies our devotion to quantification, embedded in the discreteness of our number system and units of measurement as well as in seemingly great ideas like natural selection and genetic determinism. But, the simplicity is an illusion, because, as is obvious to everybody, but which many prefer to remain blind to, in reality no thing occurs in complete isolation.