Time is in boxes. There are no words now, just shapes. Maybe textures, rather than shapes. Maybe the movement and exchange of textures in flatness. I play at the intersection of material and abstract. I execute the drawing as if I am writing on a blank page. From the top left, to the bottom right corner. Thought follows shape follows language. This work was made in continuation with "Abbi cura"; I sometimes refer to them as a diptych, as a whole, for the similarities in materials and processes.