Abstraction is a language that rejects fluency and celebrates ambiguity.

It speaks from a place of resistance to knowing and saying everything.

To having to know and say everything.

It is a language that honors the unknown.

It is a language that honors being in all forms.

A meditation on seeing and listening.

There is a quality of action too.

Through the body.

Through the surface.

Through the support.

In the way the seed is mattered. 

This of course is the abstraction I want to know.

Even so,

I often question the integrity of drawing and painting. 

I often question the integrity of abstraction. 

I want to make something that matters.

Usually I come to the conclusion it is the making that matters.

A ritual of materiality. 

A ritual of transformation.

There is a voice speaking through material anyway.

There is a material question.

I am a material girl.