My work is mostly a discussion with myself in an effort to understand why I think something is going to grab my feet if I’m in a body of water that I can’t see the bottom of. It’s never happened to me before, and everything I know about large bodies of water tells me that it’s probably unlikely, but here I am, leering at the hazy seaweed and thinking it’s time to get out. Exemplary of a larger concept: Memory and Imagination seem to interact and project onto physical space unbidden for me, and a lot more than they rationally should. But that's a lot of weird, arbitrary sentence to say to your therapist so I paint it instead, or bury myself in rocks to get the idea across. That seems to be the easiest way of saying ‘I don’t know what my brain is doing, but I assure you, I was not consulted’.