At night, our minds re-process these experiences as dreams.

Disconnected from perceptual limits, dreams exist in a fluid, ever-changing space. In this peculiar space our rational understanding unravels. We recognize familiar things, but not as they should be. Confronted by coded messages delivered in random sequences, anxiety clouds our judgement; terror floods our very being.

Be it daytime or nighttime, reality is a construct of our minds. 

Likewise, a painting is a construct, a construct of reality depicted in two dimensions, where both objects, and the space around them, are represented by fixed shapes arranged on a flat plane.

That our minds can construct dreams from the fodder of our perceptions inspires me to consider my artwork a similar construction. Both combine concrete symbols with abstract elements; both hover between raw emotion and a place we cannot express with words.

Ed Rath

Cymbals Crashibg Black and Blue | Man and his Cymbal, a/c, 40×50″ details