As pluralistic as painting currently is, and as multifarious as a global community we have become, finding identity as an individual–– let alone the identity of such a serious cultural platform with a dense history–– is about as easy as standing one’s ground in fast falling quicksand.

Indulgences, coping, battles and surrender invade our every day consciousness if we remain mindful. And if we chose to be mindless, different forms of the same kind remain. Contemporary life is inescapable and yet undefinable, destructive and commodified.