This painting started as a view of my garden at night. It was raining heavily and I noticed how the geometric shapes and boundaries were set against the recklessness of the pouring rain and howling wind. The bright streetlight seemed to illuminate both of these things in a peculiar sort of way. The general idea is that as people we like to see things precisely and quantifiably but in reality, within this, the complexities are almost infinite. As though the geometric rendition makes sense practically but is, in fact, always only the very tip of a large piece of ice that floats as it does only due to enormous complexity below the surface.