Shards of the Subconcious

This collage was compiled last night out of a stack of doodles that I recently salvaged from old notebooks of mine that were getting thrown away. Sometimes the lines and scribbles that work their way out onto the margins of lined note paper can lead to grander ideas, but oft times they just get forgotten and filed away with whatever pertinent information was jotted down.

These shards of the subconscious have been assembled almost haphazardly into a field, but even still, patterns and connections emerge and unfold as a map or a window into a string of lost moments unified by a slight sense of boredom and busy fingers.