The world is a candy store. A few Christmas seasons ago, I received the holiday Victoria’s Secret Catalog in the mail. Each page exploded with color and choice. The pages I fixated on were covered in a diversity of options for flannel pajamas. Pink plaid, green stars, big dots, small dots, stripes, hearts, little bows, swirls, every hue represented in a bold cacophony of color and pattern. I was taken in by this abundance and wanted to own every style; it was a case of sensory overload. Painting these patterns is a way to purge myself of the desire to own everything, to consume beyond my means, to eat up the entire world. They allow me to celebrate the boundless choices I see without having to buy them. The patterns and possibilities seem infinite, like the choices you make in a painting seem infinite while you are in the act of painting it.

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