Sometimes, realities have no dimensional divisions. They just are. The circular drawings narrate communal astral projecting. Objects in flight may be from a parallel universe that went awry or may be viewed as fragments from the hostility between the industrial world and the natural one. All objects have a life force. The text drawing was simply signaling my moving on from figurative works into a fascination with text. The flight and war drawings precursed the Earthclouds installation where manufactured goods became so excessive that they attained consciousness.