School

Paper, PLA, and mixed media
20×16 in. (framed)
2026

School opens with difference. Eleven fish occupy the frame: each one quilled in its own color, its own pattern, its own gesture. Individually rendered. Recognizably distinct.

They are all swimming in the same direction. The direction is a circle.

The diversity is real. The circle is also real. The watercolor swirl running through the composition reads as water, as current; and also as the thing the fish cannot exit. School holds all of this without resolving it. Whether individual difference changes anything about collective direction is a question the work leaves entirely open.

Eleven is a prime number: indivisible, incapable of being broken into equal groups. The individuality is literal, structural, built into the mathematics. It does not change where they are going.

Constructed through layered paper and watercolor, School is meant to be felt as much as read.

The dizziness is part of it.