Latest in a series of grid paintings. The gridwork has frayed, twisted like handspun wool. The static matrix has morphed into a dynamic pattern of urban streets or the intersecting tunnels of an anthill. The warp and weft of a years-long love story. At the center is a beating heart, the colors fading into pale pinks, coppers and golds.
 
Acrylic on gallery wrapped canvas. Signature, title, date and artist inventory number on the back. Ready to hang.