When visiting Alcatraz Prison, I snapped the above photo of a particular crack and rip on the cell wall, which reminded me of Joan Miro.
“I felt a deep desire to escape. I closed myself within myself purposely. The night, music, and the stars began to play a major role in suggesting my paintings.” — Joan Miro (1939)
When the WWII German invasions forced Miro to flee France, in response, he created a series of paintings which tore open the sky.
I like the idea of abstraction or surrealism being a spontaneous conversation with the intricate fabric of the universe, not just a rebellion against painting, critics, or the art world at large.
Revising Loneliness 