Confronted with another not-my-medium task, I turned to theft. I've been entranced by Bruce Connor's inkblot drawing since I first saw them in an exhibit at SF MOMA in 2000. I loved looking at them, and loved them even more when I read that they were meant to be meditative for both the maker and the viewer. I shamelessly lifted the idea. Call it an homage. The process, even for a totally unskilled artist like me, was indeed meditative. Plus it saved me from trying to paint something figurative.