Text excerpted from a poem by Farid Matuk

“Tasks that don’t really ask for names” a text from the poetry of Farid Matuk hovers over this work. His text evokes a power dynamic to the figures at the bottom which are bound at the neck. Central to the conception of this work is “La Voragine” a quintessential text in prose by José Eustaquio Rivera that narrates the brutality of the rubber plantations in Colombia. Rain, tears, and mangroves create a push and pull of history and economics which are pivotal to my own indoctrination in American painting. Why do I like Jackson Pollock so much?