I woke in the middle of a late May night with a foreboding sense of the discontinuity and backlash consuming our society and the world:

The pandemic; the economy; failing healthcare; racial and ethnic and religious strife; the political maelstrom; the unraveling of our reliance on science and empirical facts; a collapsing capacity to set priorities putting empathic care for each other first; the impossibility of engaging in thoughtful, collaborative conversation --- it all struck me as a tangle of intersecting paths and colliding agendas. Like our country was having a nervous breakdown.

The piece at the front was the image from the dream. It was jarring in form and color and deployment - rather like the state of our world … and my mind.

Since then, these pieces show up periodically. There’s a quality of searching. I’m less certain there’s a quality of finding beyond experiencing, recognizing, and acknowledging the situation.